Edmund: I want to thank you for making the Crystal Ball possible.
Dimitri: You guys created the Crystal Ball out of thin air.
Edmund: Without you, we wouldn't have a ball.
Dimitri: All right, let's raise our glasses in a tribute to you-all.
Ryan: Oh. Cheers.
Dixie: Thank you. Cheers.
Gillian: Cheers.
Dimitri: Cheers.
Ryan: Good job.
Gillian: You know, when I was getting dressed just now, I was thinking how much fun it would be if Alex was here.
Dixie: You know, I was just thinking the same thing about Maria.
Ryan: I wish I'd known her.
Edmund: Well, there was nobody like her. Or Alex. They'll both be missed.
Dimitri: Yeah, yeah, tonight's purpose is to keep Alex's and Maria's passions for life alive. And wherever my wife is, let's keep the faith that she'll be coming home to us soon.
Edmund: Let's make tonight a night they'll both be proud of, ok?
Dimitri: You got it.
Ryan: Time to greet our guests. What do you say?

Dixie: So, Gillian, wait a minute. Are you going to improvise your speech?
Gillian: Oh! My speech! I forgot my notes!
Ryan: That's ok. That's ok. I'll run to the turret. I'll grab them.
Gillian: No, no, no, we don't have time. We have the first dance.
Ryan: Oh.
Dixie: That's ok. I'll go to the turret. Just point me in the right direction.
Gillian: Well, it's a little bit more complicated than that, but, you know, Mack, the groundskeeper, he can show you in the right direction.
Dixie: Ok.
Gillian: Thank you so much. Thanks.
Dixie: You're welcome.
Ryan: Princess, may I please have this dance?
Gillian: Yes, Milord.
Ryan: Après vous.

David: Good evening.
Dixie: Good evening, David.
David: Your beauty takes my breath away, Dixie.
Dixie: I have to go. Excuse me.
David: You're doing it again.
Dixie: What?
David: You're running away, just like you did last night at the boathouse. Stop running, Dixie. Stay and face what's happening with us.

[Classical music plays]

Mateo: Hey, guys. Have you seen Hayley?
Liza: Hey. Well, no, we just got here.
Adam: She didn't come with you?
Mateo: No. She was taping. She said she was going to get dressed there and meet me here.
Liza: Well, maybe taping took a little longer?
Mateo: They wrapped an hour ago.
Adam: Have you tried her cell phone?
Mateo: Turned off.
Liza: That's not good.
Mateo: It's not good. You know, we practically blackmailed her into not telling Derek what went down. All right? She's having nightmares. She woke up screaming last night. You're right, it's not good. I'm worried.
Adam: Why don't we split up and search the party?
Liza: All right, we'll meet in the study in a few minutes?
Mateo: Perfect. Perfect.
Liza: Ok.

Rain: Wow.
Brooke: Beautiful. So, welcome to Wildwind, everybody.
Rain: Yeah, it really is wild. You said Count Dracula lives here?
Laura: Count Andrassy. Dimitri Marick to his friends.
Rain: This is too surreal. Me in a dressy-dress going to a ball. How did you swing this, Brooke?
Brooke: Oh, I have connections. No, you know what? Myrtle Fargate provided the dresses, and Dimitri comped the community center tickets.
Rain: Hmm, so we could see how the other half live?
Laura: Hey, let me in. I was a runaway.
Rain: No lie?
Brooke: No lie. All right, you guys, this is a charity event, so I want you to have fun, enjoy yourselves, see everything --
Rain: You know, I could dig living in a castle. I wonder how much it costs to heat this place.
Brooke: Come on, everybody. I'm going to introduce you to Count Andrassy.
Rain: I don't have to curtsey, do I?
Laura: Nah, just kiss his ring.
Rain: Really?
Laura: Just kidding.
Brooke: Come on.

Leo: Laura, I was hoping I'd find you here. Look, I know that you probably hate me, but I just want you to know that I had no idea that Greenlee was the one that pushed you over the yacht.
Laura: Yeah, I'd rather just forget it.
Leo: I can't.

Gillian: Hi.
Edmund: Sweetheart. Great to see you.
Gillian: Thank you.

Jake: All right, well, later, man. I got to run.
Tad: What are you talking about? We just got here.
Jake: Yeah, yeah. Well, I'm due back at the hospital.
Tad: No, you're not. You got somebody to cover for you.
Jake: Yeah, I did.
Tad: Oh. Watching Ryan and Gillian do the golden couple doesn't exactly tickle your fuzzies, does it?
Jake: Well, let's just say I'd rather be pumping stomachs than getting sick to my own. Listen, do me a favor. Give Ryan the check for me.
Tad: Sure.

Erica: Dimitri.
Dimitri: Hey! Well, thank you.
Erica: It's so good to be back at Wildwind again.
Dimitri: Well, you look absolutely lovely tonight.
Erica: Thank you. And I always adored you in a tux.
Dimitri: Hmm --
Erica: It makes you look every inch the aristocrat.
Dimitri: Where is your date?
Erica: I decided to come solo.
Dimitri: Really?
Erica: Yes.
Dimitri: And Bianca?
Erica: Well, you know Bianca. She never liked big parties, big events. So I'm sure she's just off with some friends at the movies, having pizza.
Dimitri: Hmm. Well, I wouldn't want to disappoint Bianca. We're not serving pizza.

Ryan: Ladies and gentlemen, honored guests, hello. Princess Andrassy and I would like to welcome you to the fourth annual Crystal Ball.
[Applause]

Ryan: Thank you, thank you, that's right. Everybody have a good time. Maestro, music, please.

[Music plays]

Erica: Bianca, this is such an enormous surprise. I mean, you look absolutely beautiful, Sweetheart. But where did you get this dress?
Bianca: I got it at Myrtle's shop. Excuse me.
Jack: Hey, you save a waltz for me, now, you understand?
Bianca: Ok.
Jack: Ok.
Erica: Jack, what is going on?
Jack: Erica, like a friend, I'm telling you, if you keep doing what I think you're doing, you're going to push Bianca right out of your life.
Erica: What? What are you talking about?
Jack: You suggested that she not come to this party, right?
Erica: I did not. That's not true. I mean, I was very surprised that she was even considering coming.
Jack: Why?
Erica: "Why?" Jack, she's made such a strong, definite point about hating big parties and hating to be in the public eye. And I should think she'd want to save herself some undue embarrassment.
Jack: What are you talking about?
Erica: Well, for one thing, Greenlee Smythe. I mean, she's of course going to be here this evening, if her grandfather is foolish enough to post bail for her.
Jack: Wait a minute. Greenlee Smythe is in jail?
Erica: Greenlee is the one who pushed Laura English off of Ryan's yacht, and she tried to pin it on Bianca.
Jack: My God.
Erica: That witch has been blackmailing Bianca.
Jack: That's horrible.
Erica: Yes, it's horrible.
Jack: But again, I say, if you're doing what I think you're doing, that's just as inexcusable.
Erica: Me? What are you talking about?
Jack: I think you steered Bianca away from this party because -- frankly, because you felt ashamed of her.
Erica: Jack, that is simply not true.
Jack: Ok. But it seems to me that you may have been less concerned about Bianca's embarrassment than you are about saving your own face.

Rain: Will you get a load of us?
Bianca: Rain, you look so pretty.
Rain: I clean up pretty good, huh?
Bianca: Yeah. So, do I look different to you?
Rain: Well, yeah, the hair and makeup.
Bianca: No, no, no, no. I mean, do I seem different?
Rain: You did it. You told your mom. How'd she react?
Bianca: Well, first, she couldn't believe that her precious baby could possibly be gay.
Rain: But you got past that?
Bianca: I guess. Then she was really eager to blame someone for making me this way.
Rain: Ah, the old conversion theory.
Bianca: Yeah. I think that my mom is afraid that she's somehow responsible for me being what I am. She thinks -- or she's hoping, at least, that it's just a phase that I'm going through and I'm going to grow out of it or something.
Rain: Well, hey, it could be worse, right? Like my mom, who had a total meltdown and kicked me to the curb.
Bianca: It was -- it was pretty bad, Rain.
Rain: Yeah, but it wasn't the end of life as you know it.
Bianca: I'm not so sure about that.
Rain: Bianca, you were stressing that Erica would disown you or throw you out or something. But that didn't happen. You should be happy.

Leo: I don't blame you if you don't believe me, Laura, but I honestly had no idea that Greenlee was the one that pushed you off that yacht.
Laura: I believe you.
Leo: She's been cut off my list, I swear.
Laura: Leo, I believe you.
Leo: Look, listen to me -- she almost killed you. What Greenlee did to you was treacherous, and I hope she fries for it.
Laura: Leo, it's ok. I don't blame you.
Leo: You don't?
Laura: No. Remember riffing me about stealing your soul with my camera?
Leo: Yeah.
Laura: Well, Greenlee stole something far more important from you.
Leo: Well, all I know is there's a little Grinch named Greenlee who almost stole Christmas and now she's behind bars. It's going to be a hell of a good year.
Laura: Yeah?
Leo: Yeah.
Laura: When does it start?
Leo: Damn. Damn. Did you bring your dancing shoes?
Laura: Mm-hmm.
Leo: Let's show the people how it's done.

Greenlee: Do you believe it, Gramps? Leo's cutting me with that teen porn queen.
Woodruff: Nothing you can do about it, Darling.
Greenlee: Watch me.

Dixie: David, per usual, you're making assumptions and seeing things that aren't there.
David: You know that's not true.
Dixie: I am not running away, and I am not scared of you.
David: I think you're afraid of what might happen if you surrendered control.
Dixie: This conversation is entirely inappropriate.

Mateo: Oh, sorry. Have you guys seen Hayley?
Dixie: Uh -- no, no, I haven't seen her. Is there a problem?
Mateo: I hope not. I think we just got our signals crossed.
Dixie: Right. Well, there's a lot of that going around. Excuse me.
Mateo: Yeah.
David: You should check your watch. Your timing stinks.

Mateo: Hey.
Adam: We looked everywhere. Hayley's not here. Neither is her car.
Liza: This doesn't feel right.
Adam: Well, let's not be borrowing trouble. Maybe it's something simple, like a flat tire or something.
Mateo: You know, I'm going to check out one more place that she might be. If she shows up before I call you guys, give me a call on the cell phone, ok? Thanks.
Adam: Ok.
Mateo: Excuse me.

Ryan: Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention, please?
Gillian: But before we begin, we just want to make sure that each of you has a Crystal Ball 2000 commemorative candle.

Opal: Oh, we sure do.

Brooke: Well, do my eyes deceive me, or have the feuding Marick brothers made peace?
Dimitri: Well, Brooke, that happens to be your fault.
Edmund: Yeah.
Dimitri: You helped me realize that Edmund and I have a common cause.
Edmund: Unfortunately, it's connecting Hayward to Alex's disappearance.

Ryan: Ok. Everybody have their candles?
All: Yeah.
Ryan: All right. We'd like to thank you all for coming, having such an incredible turnout here tonight.
Gillian: And as you all know, we're all here to support the Maria Santos Grey Foundation, named for Edmund Grey's late wife.
Ryan: And to honor Alex Marick for her tireless work that she has done on behalf of the Andrassy foundation.
Gillian: Without their inspiration, the Crystal Ball would not be possible.
Ryan: And without your generous support, there would be no future for those whose lives depend on the cutting-edge research that your generous donations make possible.
Gillian: This candle represents a light shining in the darkness, illuminating our hopes and dreams for the year to come.
Gillian: Let's all light our candles and pass the flame along.

Erica: Thank you.

Erica: Oh, you have some nerve showing your little two-faced lying face around here. Who let you out of jail?
Greenlee: My family has clout.
Erica: Oh, that's nice. Don't underestimate me. If you value your freedom, you will keep whatever it is you think you know about my daughter Bianca to yourself.

Greenlee: This is all your fault, you twisted little lesbo. My life was perfect, Leo was mine until you came along and wrecked everything.
Bianca: Oh, please. Leo would have figured you out eventually. My only mistake was not telling him the truth sooner.
Greenlee: I'm going to pay you back.
Bianca: How? You've already lost everything.

Bianca: Thank you.

Ryan: Good evening.
Vanessa: Uh -- Ryan: Palmer and Vanessa. I'm sorry. Thank you for coming.
Vanessa: Oh, Ryan, I am a little bit surprised to see you hosting this soiree.
Palmer: Yeah, well, I'm glad there isn't a punch bowl around. I'd hate to see a repeat of what happened at your last formal gathering.
Vanessa: Yes. Well, you did dance divinely though, darling.
Palmer: Yes, I did, actually. Yes, of course, I was under the influence of a narcotic. Well, the police say that that punch was laced with some kind of drug.
Vanessa: Well, whatever, it turned my pussycat into quite a tiger.
Palmer: Yes. And, of course, there is the matter of my wife's stolen necklace.
Ryan: Your loss will be recouped. I've already spoke with your insurance broker, and I am in complete cooperation with the police department.
Vanessa: Hmm.
Ryan: I want you both to know that I had nothing to do with the guests being drugged that night. You have my word on that.
Vanessa: Yes, well, talk is cheap, my dear, but I'd prefer to have my jewels back.
Palmer: Yes. So would I. Keep your eye on this one, Honey.
Vanessa: Ha.
Palmer: Lavery.

Adam: Ryan, you have to put a new spin on all this negative PR, or incredibledreams.com will not be salvageable.
Ryan: I'm on it. I'll handle it.
Adam: Well, you better because you work for me now. If you get your hands dirty, it affects my investment.

Greenlee: I'm not finished with you, sweet little LesBianca.
Bianca: Well, maybe not, but you and Leo are so over, it's like you were never even together because, Greenlee, you are toxic to anyone you get near. So don't go blaming me or Laura for your breakup because you pulled the plug yourself.
Greenlee: I love Leo.
Bianca: Well, that's really too bad because Leo doesn't love you.

Ryan: Ok, now that everyone's candles are lit, I hope, I'd like to call for a moment of silence, a moment to remember our blessings and hope for the future.

Hayley: Everyone's pretending like you're still alive, like you're off in Europe having a good time, but I know the truth. I know that I killed you and that Adam picked up your body and threw it into the ocean like so much garbage. No funeral, no memorial. How can you rest in peace when you died this way?
Hayley: You know, you always said that I was just like you, that I would mess up in life no matter how hard I tried, and you were right, but you were also wrong because I'm much worse than you because I killed my mother.

[Mateo walks up to Hayley]

Hayley: Saying good-bye to my mom. Some sendoff, huh? It's kind of ironic because the one good memory I have of Arlene is being at the water, the beach. Harry rented us a beach house at Lake Michigan. We spent the summer collecting sea shells. It was our one summer of happiness.
Mateo: Are you done? Have you finished saying good-bye? Because --
Hayley: I just feel so helpless now. I used to be able to go to AA and take inventory, and I can't even do that anymore.
Mateo: Listen, I know you feel like we talked you into not telling Derek what happened, you know, Adam and Liza and I, but you got to know it's for the best, right?
Hayley: This is just the darkest night of my life.
Mateo: Well, let me try to make it lighter for you. Or I can take you home.
Hayley: I don't want to go home. I want to go be with our friends and dance and not think about anything.
Mateo: Except about how much I love you?
Hayley: Except how much you love me.
Mateo: Come on.

Dixie: I can't do this. I can't do this.
David: Stop. Stop. Stop.
Dixie: I can't do this.
David: No, Dixie, I don't want to hear your denials. I don't want to hear your list of reasons why we can't be together. I don't want you to try and explain what's happening here and push it away as if it's not happening. You can't do it. You can't.
Dixie: Don't -- how dare you? I have a right to my feelings, ok?
David: No, exactly. Exactly. So don't try to disown them. Dixie, we're drawn to each other. We want one another. You can't stop what's happening here, Dixie. You can't fight it with words. This is real. It's as real as -- as the moon pulling the tides, as real as the sound of our hearts beating. Dixie, if you need to say anything, just say that you surrender.

[Waltz plays]

Erica: Thank you, Dimitri. I wish this dance would never end.

Marcus: Hey, Bianca.
Bianca: Hey, Marcus.
Marcus: Wow. You look beautiful tonight.
Bianca: Thank you.
Marcus: So would you dance with me?
Bianca: Aren't you afraid I'm going to get sick all over your shoes?
Marcus: Well, no, I didn't bring my flask with me, actually, so --
Bianca: And I've sworn off drinking.
Marcus: So, that's a yes?
Marcus: A yes?
Bianca: Actually, Marcus, I'm going to have to pass.
Marcus: Bianca, what is the matter? What's wrong?
Bianca: It's a loyalty issue.

Shannon: Strike out?
[Marcus sighs]

Marcus: No. I just don't get her. I don't know.
Shannon: And you're not going to, so just give it up and dance with me.

Edmund: Donald Steele, the king of the tabloids. How'd you get past security? I see. You still digging up dirt for "The Exposer"?
Donald: Well, a guy's got to earn a living, huh?
Edmund: Yeah, but where's the challenge, Donny? These are my friends. Take it easy. Enjoy the food.
Donald: Yeah, you betcha.

Greenlee: Donald, it's been ages.
Donald: Hey, Greenlee. Shrimp puff?
Greenlee: I've got the scoop of the season, and I'm giving it to you gift wrapped.
Donald: Yeah? Gimme, gimme, gimme.
Greenlee: Not here. In private.
Donald: Right.

Ryan: Well, everybody seems like they're having a good time.
Gillian: And you're wearing your best party face. Taking care of the guests as if you hadn't a care in the world. But I know your heart's not in it.
Ryan: I'm that obvious?
Gillian: Only to me. I know how much you hate having to watch Adam run your company. Ryan: I did what I had to do, Princess.
Gillian: You did it for us. And I know how much it's costing you and how brave you are. Do you have any idea how much I love you this very second?
Ryan: Show me.

Greenlee: Don't worry, Leo, I'm not here to throw myself at your feet or beg you to take me back.
Leo: Good, because it's not going to happen.
Greenlee: I just wanted to say good-bye. After tonight, I won't be a burden to you anymore. I'm just sorry it had to end like this.

Opal: Hey, there, handsome. How would you like to cut a rug with your Mama?
Tad: No, Mama. I need to take a rain check. I'm looking for Dixie.
Opal: Hmm. Now that you mention it, I haven't seen her all evening.
Tad: Well, something tells me I'd better find her. Would you excuse me?
Opal: Of course. Catch you later.

Hayley: Hey.
Liza: Hey. Well, finally.
Hayley: Oh, sorry.
Adam: Sweetheart, thank God you're all right.
Hayley: No need to panic.
Adam: What kept you?
Hayley: Well, a ghost. I went to the yacht. I wanted to make peace with Arlene and lay some flowers on the water and --
Adam: Sweetheart, I know this has been hell for you. But I swear, we've done the right thing.
Hayley: I hope so. You know, I was just thinking, the way I can move on in my own life is to celebrate somebody else's, and Maria is the reason we're here and celebrate all the good work she did.
Adam: Well, that's not the only thing we have to celebrate tonight.
Liza: What's that?
Adam: I have a little surprise. I wanted to wait for Hayley to arrive first.
Mateo: What are you plotting, Adam?
Adam: No, no, no, nothing nefarious. I gave you my word. I would like to present here the exhibit a. This is my old good friend, the honorable Judge Elwood Mayhew.
Hayley: Hello.
Mateo: Hello.
Liza: Judge Mayhew?
Adam: Yes. Liza, New Year's Eve generally signifies out with the old, in with the new, and we do have r -- still have our marriage license, so, if you're willing, the judge has volunteered to marry us here tonight.
Liza: You're not serious?
Adam: Oh, am I not? Well, Liza, I want to -- I want you to be my wife for the new millennium. I'm going to walk into the next century with you at my side. I can't guarantee that we'll always be as happy as we are right now, but it's bound to be one hell of a trip. What do you say?
Liza: I'd say that a woman has to be crazy to marry you once, much less three times. Which means I suppose I'm certifiable because I can't wait to be your wife.
Adam: Does that mean we're on?
Liza: Yes. I will marry you, tonight.
Adam: Mmm.
Hayley: Look at them, Mateo. They're as blissed-out as we were on our wedding day.
Adam: Well, Elwood, you have a wedding to perform.
Judge Mayhew: Let's all adjourn inside and I'll have a look at that marriage license.
Adam: All right. Right this way.

Vanessa: Hayley, dear, may I have a word with you in private?
Hayley: I'm afraid I don't have any time.
Vanessa: I suggest you take the time, dear.
Hayley: What do you want?
Vanessa: You're not fooling me.
Hayley: What?
Vanessa: You heard me, and don't play coy with me. You're harboring some secret about Arlene, and I know what it is.

David: We want the same exact thing, Dixie. We want each other.
Dixie: What I want is irrelevant. What's right is what matters, ok?
David: It wasn't right just now when we touched, when we kissed each other?
Dixie: Just because I feel something doesn't mean that I have to act on it, ok? I have a conscience. Just because I feel something doesn't mean I have to give in to my emotions. David: Why?
What is wrong with your emotions? What is stopping you?
Dixie: Me. I am. I'm stopping me. We can't do this, ok? I have these alarms going off inside my head. This is wrong. I'm not going to do this again. We can't do it.
David: You're all for the truth, aren't you, Dixie? You want to know what's going to happen when you go home tonight? While you're getting ready for bed, you're going to be thinking of me. You're going to relive our kisses a thousand times before you go to sleep, if you do go to sleep. Then we're going to meet in each other's dreams and we're going to make love until the sun comes up. And tomorrow night, we're going to do it all over again because awake or asleep, we're going to find a way to be together.

Tad: Gillian?
Gillian: Yes.
Tad: Have you seen Dixie anywhere
Gillian: No. Actually, I haven't seen her for ages. She went to the turret to fetch my notes for the speech I'm making later.
Tad: Turret?
Gillian: Yeah. It's this little tower beyond the garden.
Tad: I know what it is. I just can't believe you have one. I'll take it from here, just look for the moat.

Dixie: Let me make something very clear to you. I love Tad. I love my husband. It is within my power to say no to you and to stay faithful to him, ok?
David: I know that you believe that, Dixie, but the reality is this. It is completely out of your control. Believe me, I know what it's like to want someone so badly that you would risk everything for that person. I have waited my entire lifetime for this very moment in time to be here right now with you. I have never wanted another woman -- no. I have never needed another woman the way that I need you, Dixie.
Dixie: You can't have what you want. I'm sorry, it's not possible.
David: I don't believe that, and I know deep down in your heart, neither do you.

[Telephone rings]

Leo: Happy almost new year.
Greenlee: Leo, it's me, Greenlee.
Leo: Hanging up.
Greenlee: No, please! Please. I just need you to find Gramps and tell him that I said good-bye.
Leo: You going somewhere?
Greenlee: It's not important. Just tell Gramps that I love him, and do me a favor? Would you drop by the loft and pick up Happy and take care of him for me? He's got a well check at the vet's on Wednesday.
Leo: Greenlee, are you drunk?
Greenlee: I haven't got much time. Be happy, Leo. I love you. I'm the one who should have drowned, not Laura. Leo: What? I can't hear you.

Greenlee: Ok, Leo. Get the car from the valet, take the expressway to the dock, catch the first launch out, and you've got a half an hour to save my life.

Laura: What was that all about?
Leo: Damned if I know.

Ryan: All right. If everyone's set with their friends, loved ones, spouses, significant others, we're getting ready to start the countdown to the year 2001. All right!

Judge Mayhew: Are we ready to begin? Shall we take our places?

Vanessa: Hayley, your mother physically assaulted me the day before Ryan's yacht party. And then she tried to extort money from me, and when I would not comply, she threatened to get back at me. Now, I know that your mother stole my jewels.
Hayley: If you'll excuse me, Vanessa, my father's getting married.
Vanessa: No. I want retribution. I want satisfaction. I want the return of my jewels.
Hayley: Well, I'm sorry. I really can't help you.
Vanessa: Do you know where she is?
Hayley: No. I haven't a clue.

Adam: Hayley! Come on. We're waiting.

Vanessa: Hayley, I'm going to find Arlene. I'm going to track her down like a dog, and you're going to help me, dear.
Hayley: Give it up, Vanessa! You're never going to find Arlene no matter how hard you try.
Vanessa: Really? Why not?
Hayley: Because she's dead!

Erica: Bianca. Bianca, it's almost the new year. This is a time for fresh starts and new beginnings. Honey, of course I wanted you to be here with me tonight. But, my goodness, you're always saying you hate parties and the public eye, so naturally, I thought you would feel this was a crashing boor.

Ryan: All right, everyone! 10-Second countdown! Come on, in 10 --
All: Nine, eight --

Donald: Erica! Scoop the scoop.

All: Six, five --

Donald: How do you feel about your darling daughter being gay?

All: Happy New Year!

[Donald laughs]

["Auld Lang Syne" plays]


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Leo: To Greenlee Smythe.

Greenlee: Where are you, Leo?

Ryan: I think that this party can get along just fine without us.

Erica: Tell him it's not true.
Bianca: You want me to lie?

Leslie: I have something to tell you.

David: Let me make love to you.