Greenlee: Are you alone?
Leo: Yes.
Greenlee: I have a question for you. Are we ever going to be together?

Opal: Well, that --
Ryan: You said that you spoke to Gillian? And then earlier today, you grabbed me and you kissed me, and you can't explain why. What -- what is this?

Gillian: Opal, you have to explain this to him. He doesn't get it.

Opal: But you said that I should --
Ryan: What? What? What did I say?
Opal: Not you -- oh, criminy!

Gillian: You went off unprepared. There are rules to follow.
Opal: Oh, well, great! Now you tell me!

Ryan: Opal, what are you talking about? Look at me! Are you ok?
Opal: No! Definitely no!

Mateo: You blew up my $4,000 imported cappuccino maker from Italy -- is that what you're saying to me?
Rosa: No, Mateo --
Gabriel: I was working on some other stuff and I forgot to watch the steam gauge. I'm sorry.
Mateo: "Sorry"?
Gabriel: Yeah. Is there something else I should be?
Mateo: Fired?

Liza: Adam Chandler, open this door right now!

Adam: My God!
Kaye: Problems, Adam?

Liza: Adam Chandler, open this door right now and tell me what the hell is going on!

Liza: Would you mind telling me what you're doing in my husband's room.
Kaye: I beg your pardon?
Liza: Room 13.
Kaye: Yes, this is my room.
Liza: My husband is registered in room 13.
Kaye: Is he? Well, what's his name?
Liza: Adam Chandler.
Kaye: Oh, well, yes, of course. I've heard of him. Hasn't everyone?
Liza: Right. Where is he?
Kaye: Well, I have no idea. You see, this is my room.
Liza: The desk clerk --
Kaye: Well, that's an egregious error, isn't it? Mrs. Chandler, is it?
Liza: That's right.
Kaye: Well, I am not in the habit of being registered in hotel rooms with other women's husbands.
Liza: Well, no. I'm not saying --
Kaye: You see, nothing good ever comes of that sort of thing, wouldn't you say?
Liza: No. The desk clerk was wrong.
Kaye: Well, like most humans, quite fallible.
Liza: Well, I apologize for disturbing you.
Kaye: Oh, well, that's quite all right. I was done with my shower.
Liza: Oh, yeah. Well, enjoy your stay. It's a lovely inn.
Kaye: I haven't been disappointed yet. Good night.

Adam: Liza! What on earth are --
Liza: Adam?
Adam: What are you doing here?
Liza: Looking for you!
Adam: Oh. Why? Liza: Because you're up to something. So why don't you tell me something that's as close to the truth as you can muster. What the hell is going on?

Gabriel: I'd fire me if I were you, too.
Mateo: I'm glad we're in agreement.
Rosa: No, Mateo, wait --
Gabriel: But I can clean up all the mess and I can fix the cappuccino machine. Now, if I do all that, can I keep my job?
Mateo: This thing runs like an Italian sports car. It's temperamental.
Gabriel: Look, that's not a problem. Look, I apologize again for what I did. I'm sorry.
Mateo: All right. Go ahead, fix it. Don't let her pitch in. She doesn't even know what a screwdriver looks like.
Rosa: Nice.

Rosa: You don't actually know how to fix this, do you?
Gabriel: Don't know. Never fixed one. I never even looked inside one. But we'll see, I guess.
Rosa: Well, what if you can't do it?
Gabriel: Well, then your brother's going to fire me.
Rosa: If you would have kept quiet, he would have never blamed you. Why did you do that for me?
Gabriel: Well, I know you need a job, and this is a good one, and your brother's the boss. And you want to keep the gig. Look, I also know that you owe him some money for the dress you wore to the party last night. You're trying to prove yourself to him, and I understand that.
Rosa: Ok, a question.
Gabriel: What?
Rosa: Do you listen to every conversation that I have?
Gabriel: Not every one. Look, is there any toothpicks around?
Rosa: Yeah. Why?
Gabriel: Jet's clogged. Should fix it right up.

Leo: Is that why you came looking for me? Greenlee?
Greenlee: I don't know. It's a question I wake up asking myself every morning. I guess I was wondering if there might be an answer I might like to hear sometime soon.
Leo: Is this because of Jake?
Greenlee: Asking you if we're ever going to be together again is so not about Jake.
Leo: How can you say that?
Greenlee: I just did. Leo, whether it's Jake or anyone else, if I go out with other guys, if I try and meet someone to be with for more than just --
Leo: Sex?
Greenlee: Don't be a jerk, Leo, ok?
Leo: Sorry.
Greenlee: I can't move on if you're still standing in front of me.
Leo: Well, I'm standing in front of you, what, blocking your way?
Greenlee: Aren't you?
Leo: I don't know. I mean, I married Laura.
Greenlee: Let's not go there.
Leo: Greenlee, it's impossible not to.
Greenlee: I want to talk to you, Leo, about me and about you, not about Jake or Laura or anyone else, ok?
Leo: Ok.
Greenlee: Ok. I've never been this so confused in my entire life.
Leo: Me, either.
Greenlee: I let you go a bunch of weeks ago. At least I thought I had. I mean, I knew I didn't. Come on, I just acted as if I did and I just went through the motions. It's not working. I make decisions and I wonder what you would think about them. I go to a movie and I wonder what you would think about it. I eat dinner and I think about all the times that we had dinner together and how much fun it always was, and, damn it, Leo, I go to bed at night and I see you when I close my eyes. I feel you in my heart. It's not over. You're not over, not for me.
Leo: Greenlee, I --
Greenlee: Wait. Wait. Here's the thing -- I'm being really honest with you.
Leo: I know. I can hear that.
Greenlee: I'm not usually this honest about anything. It's easier not to be, but the crazy thing is that for once it feels worse to pretend than to look at the truth.
Leo: Just tell me what you want me -- what do you want from me?
Greenlee: I don't know if I can be that honest. Or maybe I can. If there is no chance of us ever being together again, not now, not in a few months, not down the line, I need to know that right now because I won't spend my life waiting for you to decide what the right thing to do is, Leo. It's not fair.
Leo: I know. It's not fair.
Greenlee: Leo, will you give me an answer? Please?

Ryan: So -- so, what, you saw Gillian, like -- like in a dream?
Opal: That's it, yeah. In a dream, and she's fine. She's just fine.

Gillian: No. Opal, I'm not fine. You need to tell him.

Ryan: What did she say to you in this dream?

Gillian: Don't blow this.

Opal: She told me to look after you to make sure that you're all right.

Gillian: No, no, that's not what I said!

Ryan: So that's why you kissed me earlier?

Gillian: No!

Opal: Yes.

Gillian: Opal!

Opal: Um -- well, I'm not sure. Look, I -- I'm not trying to upset you or anything like that. I just --
Ryan: Opal, I'm really glad that you had this nice dream about Gillian, I really am.

Gillian: Ryan --

Ryan: But if you have another one, you don't have to tell me about it, ok, because it's -- I can't. I can't -

Gillian: Opal, straighten this out.

Ryan: You know what? I'm going to finish my workout before they close this place, ok?
Opal: I am not cut out for this at all.

Adam: There's been a terrible mistake.
Liza: Is that what this is?
Adam: The reservations clerk double-booked my room.
Liza: And you have a room because --
Adam: It was supposed to be for us. It was supposed to be a surprise.
Liza: Really?
Adam: Really.
Liza: Because I was absolutely hounding this poor woman who got here ahead of us
Adam: Oh. Was she upset?
Liza: Well, a little officious maybe. Oh, hi. I found him -- my husband.
Kaye: Oh. The ubiquitous Adam Chandler. I've heard so much about you.
Adam: Don't believe a word of it.
Kaye: I know what you mean. I much prefer to get a read on people in the flesh. Eye to eye. Don't you?
Adam: Yes, yes. Yeah, I suppose. Well, I'm really sorry my wife and I disturbed you. This has been a night full of mistakes in judgment, I suppose.
Liza: Well, you know, we really should have the concierge send her a bottle of champagne. It's the least we can do.
Kaye: The least? Just kidding.
Liza: Well, it was nice to meet you.
Kaye: Hmm. Likewise. Excuse me.

Liza: Well, I'd say you still got it.
Adam: Excuse me?
Liza: Couldn't you see it? She was obviously flirting with you. I mean, when I knocked on the door earlier, I told her I was looking for you, who you were, and obviously she wanted to come out and see for herself. [As Kaye] Oh, I like to get a read on people in the flesh. [Normal voice] she sounds sort of desperate. I feel sad for her.
Adam: Well, yeah, whatever. I guess let's go on home. This whole plan has been a bust.
Liza: You know what? I just want to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry about -- that you planned this and we've been fighting so much lately.
Adam: Oh, yeah. I know -- I know we have.
Liza: It just means so much to me that you would go to all the trouble to plan something like this, and I know that you put me first. I know that in your conniving little mind you think of me before you do anything stupid.
Adam: Yes, I do. Of course I do.
Liza: How did you think you were going to get me here?
Adam: Oh. Well, how did you get here, by the way, exactly?
Liza: I called your driver.
Adam: Ah. Well, you see, that's it. It was my plan. I told George my plan. He was in on it.
Liza: Well, it worked. Are you ok?
Adam: I am. Yes, I am. It's just that everything that's gone into making this night happen is just -- well, now that it's here, I -- Liza --
Liza: Oh.
Adam: I would do anything in the world to keep you safe.
Liza: I know that, and I love you for it. What do you say we get this night started?
Adam: Yeah. Let's get this night started over right away.

Gillian: Opal, if I gave you really, really specific instructions, do you think you could follow them?
Opal: I'll try. But are you sure you wouldn't like to just give up on me now?
Gillian: I'm sure. Come, listen.

Opal: Uh -- I'm sorry I messed with your Zen.
Ryan: With my what?
Opal: Your workout mood, your vibe. I'm sorry.
Ryan: Opal, it's ok.
Opal: I'd just like to say one more thing, if I may.
Ryan: If this is about Gillian being in your dream --
Opal: Well, suppose she is again. You know, what if she came back?
Ryan: Opal, please?
Opal: I mean, is there -- what question would you ask her through me, if you could?
Ryan: I really have to take a shower, ok?
Opal: But just come on. Just go along with me here on this for a minute, would you, Ryan, all right?
Ryan: You're making this worse, Opal. You really are. Is that what you want? You want to make this worse?
Opal: Oh, no. No, Honey, not at all. What I want right now more than anything is to make it better. So what would you ask Gillian if you could? What -- what one thing was left unasked?
Ryan: Ask her what the hell she was doing at Wildwind the night she was killed, Opal. Ask her that.

Gillian: Ryan, I'm so sorry. I'm sorry.

Leo: An answer. Greenlee, how can I give you the answer to something that can't be answered?
Greenlee: That is such a royal cop-out, Leo.
Leo: I'm not trying to be cute with you.
Greenlee: And I'm not trying to con you. I ask myself a thousand times a day if there's any chance of us to get back together again. Like, could we clean-slate it? Could we let go of all this stuff that didn't work between us, hold on to what did, and then start from scratch? And I get a little excited about that until I ask myself, "am I an idiot?"
Leo: No. Greenlee, you're not an idiot.
Greenlee: I hope not because only an idiot could take on pining after someone she could never really have. Is that who you are?
Leo: I don't know.
Greenlee: That's a cop-out.
Leo: Greenlee, I married Laura, and probably not for the right reasons, but I did. And you and Jake are staring right down the barrel of something. I mean, how can we pretend that they don't exist and that they're not going impact what we decide about us?
Greenlee: Is there an us?
Leo: I don't know!
Greenlee: I can let you go, you know. I can find a way to have a life that gives me what I want and what I need because I'll be damned if I spend the best years of my life waiting for you to make up your mind. But I will tell you this, Leo, if there is any chance that we could be something great, how can I walk away from that without giving it one last shot? How can I walk away from the best love I've ever known? Damn it, Leo, how can you?
Leo: Greenlee, don't pull away from me.
Greenlee: Do you know how easy it would be to make love to you right now?
Leo: Greenlee --
Greenlee: I can't do that to myself. I won't.
Leo: What are we doing to each other?
Greenlee: You tell me.
Leo: I don't know.
Greenlee: This hurts so much, Leo.
Leo: I know.
Greenlee: Don't make me stay stuck on you if there's no chance.
Leo: I can't walk away from what I've already done.
Greenlee: You can't walk away from Laura. Jake wants me. He can give me the life I've always wanted.
Leo: No, he can't.
Greenlee: How do you know that?
Leo: Because I know him. And I know you a lot better, and I know that you two would never make it.
Greenlee: And you think you're going to make it with Laura?
Leo: It's not the same thing.
Greenlee: Like hell it isn't.
Leo: What were you feeling just now when you were kissing me?
Greenlee: What did I feel?
Leo: Yeah, what were you feeling? Tell me what was inside of you.
Greenlee: I felt like I already lost you.
Leo: No.
Greenlee: Haven't I? What did you feel? Really, Leo, tell me the absolute truth. What's left to lose?
Leo: I felt like I was home.
Greenlee: What do you feel with Laura?
Leo: Lost.
Leo: What do you feel with Jake?
Greenlee: I didn't marry Jake -- yet.
Leo: Excuse me?
Greenlee: Oh, I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow, let alone in a year. I asked you to marry me a couple months ago, and you said yes. If you told me then that we'd be having this conversation now, I never would have believed it.
Leo: So what do we do?
Greenlee: We make a choice, Leo. We make a choice.

Rosa: So how come you know how to fix stuff?
Gabriel: There was a lady on the staff at the hospital where I was, where I stayed, and she gave me a pile of magazines about mechanical engineering stuff, and I memorized them.
Rosa: You memorized the articles?
Gabriel: No, the drawings. The drawings about machines and stuff. I could draw any of them by heart. Still could.
Rosa: That's unreal.
Gabriel: It wasn't easy without any tools.
Rosa: They didn't let you practice with tools?
Gabriel: Rosa, if they knew I had the magazines, they would have killed me. But whatever.
Rosa: So then it's true? You were, like, held prisoner in a hospital?
Gabriel: That lady also gave me magazines about travel. Have you ever been to Egypt?
Rosa: No.
Gabriel: Neither have I, but I've always wanted to go. The idea that you could be in the middle of a desert with nothing in front of you but the horizon -- it's like the whole world is waiting for you.
Rosa: For what?
Gabriel: Me. Let's see if this thing can spit out some coffee again.
Rosa: Deal.

Opal: The dress!
Ryan: What dress?
Opal: I -- I don't know.

Gillian: The gown.

Opal: The gown.
Ryan: What gown, Opal? What is this?
Opal: It was a family heirloom. Eugenia wore it when she presented her husband, Alexi, at court in Vadzel, which is why Gillian had to have the dress. She felt it was important to carry on the family tradition. It was a stunning antique, and all Gillian really wanted was to present her prince so that they could live happily ever after, and that was it. That gown. Ok?
Opal: Oh, Ryan. Ryan, you look awful. You know, I am not trying to torture you. I swear I'm not.
Ryan: What are you trying to do then, Opal? Please tell me.
Opal: I would never play with your feelings, especially about someone who has passed on. I mean, I know, I lost my daughter --
Ryan: Who'd you talk to, Opal?
Opal: What?
Ryan: Stella? Did Stella tell you about the gown, about how much it meant to Gillian?
Opal: No.
Ryan: Did you speak to Alex or Dimitri before they went to Hungary? To Peggy? Who'd you speak to at Wildwind?
Opal: No one, Ryan, I swear.
Ryan: Somebody told you about how much that gown meant to Gillian. Somebody made you say those things to me.
Opal: Yes, the first part is true.
Ryan: Well, who was it?
Opal: I -- she --
Ryan: She? She who?

Gillian: It's all right now, Opal. Tell Ryan. Tell him the truth.

Opal: The person you loved more than yourself told me everything about the dress, Ryan, so as I could tell you.

Adam: I never feel so much at peace as I do when I watch Colby sleep.
Liza: That's true, isn't it? We've kind of gotten away from that the last few weeks.
Adam: Yeah. Yes, we have.
Liza: There are so many patterns that we use to distance ourselves from people that we love. I mean, you just have to keep so on top of things.
Adam: Yeah, that's true.
Liza: You seem really distracted, Adam.
Adam: Well, I am. We both have so much on our plates lately.
Liza: Well, I know that everything with J.R. has certainly overshadowed everything else.
Adam: Yeah, I feel that's my fault.
Liza: Well, taking the blame, I don't think that that helps J.R. or you. But I think it was good that you -- you dropped the thing about David Hayward. I just think it would have made it worse for everybody.
Adam: Oh, yes. He was -- he was quite a burden.
Liza: I know I insisted, and I know you don't like that, but I just appreciate what you did.
Adam: I swear I will never take you for granted, Liza.
Liza: You know, you're very sweet when you're tired. Would you like a brandy? I would.
Adam: Yes. Yes, thank you.
Liza: Ok.

[Phone rings]

Adam: Hello. Hayward. Damn it, don't you ever call me. She is going to reconsider your case, yeah. You shut up, you filthy pig! It's none of your business how I made that happen. You call me again and you won't live long enough to regret it.

Liza: Bad news?
Adam: No, a very wrong number.

Leo: What if there is no choice, Greenlee?
Greenlee: Oh, my God. Leo --
Leo: This is it.
Greenlee: I -- if you're saying -- I mean, it's all I can do. If you're saying what I think you're saying -- I mean, I can't go on living in between. I just can't.
Leo: How can -- how can we say forever when we can't even be together?
Greenlee: We don't have to.
Leo: Greenlee --
Greenlee: If -- if you walk away from me right now and go home to Laura and -- and -- and --
Leo: And what? And tell her?
Greenlee: And tell her that it's over. And I'll go to Jake and I'll tell him that I'm committed to you for good, which is what he suspected all along. But if I don't go to Jake and you don't go to Laura, I have to say good-bye.
Leo: Good-bye? Really?
Greenlee: I'd have no choice, just like you said. But if you want to take a chance on a love I know that we could have, it matters what you do right now, Leo. Walk away from me and go home to Laura and we can have everything that we want. Stay here and look at me the way you are now and I'll never bother you again. This is it, Leo, for good.
Leo: How can I walk away from Laura now? Greenlee, you know how I feel about you.
Greenlee: Do I?
Leo: Yes! God, yes, you do. I love you more than I can say, but how can I take away the one thing that helped Laura stay well enough to live? How can I do that? What kind of a man does that make me?
Greenlee: What kind of a man settles for what he doesn't really want?
Leo: Then just tell me what to do! Tell me, anything! Tell me what I should do!
Greenlee: Nothing other than this. I came so close to making love to you tonight.
Leo: I would have if you would have just said that it --
Greenlee: I did say, Leo. It didn't matter.
Leo: It matters to me, Greenlee. You matter to me more than I could ever possibly tell you.
Greenlee: Stop it, ok? It hurts too much. Please, just stop it. I love you, and I always will. But I will not live my life alone and I won't be in misery over you. And I will not wait. I'll become someone else, somebody I haven't become yet, somebody who doesn't love you, if that's what it takes -- someone different than the woman who loved you. Good-bye.

Rosa: It was amazing. He knew exactly where everything went. It was, like, perfect.
Mateo: I'm impressed. Just remember -- expensive, Italian, mine, ok? Be careful next time, please.
Gabriel: I will. Look, can I go? My sister wants to talk to me tonight, and it's getting kind of late.
Mateo: Go ahead. Hey. Thank you.
Gabriel: No. Thank you for not firing me.
Mateo: All right. Good night.
Rosa: Bye.

Mateo: So, what's your penance for letting Gabriel take the heat for you?
Rosa: You knew about that?
Mateo: Do I look stupid?
Rosa: Well, no. It's just that I tried to tell you. I mean, you heard him. He said he wouldn't let me take responsibilities.
Mateo: Are you blind?
Rosa: To what?
Mateo: The kid's crazy about you.
Rosa: He scares me. I mean, kind of.
Mateo: Why?
Rosa: I don't know. He's really deep.
Mateo: And Marcus is about as deep as a puddle, right?
Rosa: Oh, that's very funny. Are you going to take me home?
Mateo: Yes. Listen, if you let me listen to the Echo and the Bunnymen CD this time.
Rosa: Oh, Teo, that's so retro.
Mateo: What are you talking about? The band's way ahead of their time. It's not like that -- that Moby guy you listen to all the time.
Rosa: Oh, please. Moby is a visionary.
Mateo: I feel so old.
Rosa: Well, that's because you are old.
Mateo: I'm old?
Rosa: Yeah.
Mateo: I mean, I'm not that old.

Adam: I wish tonight had been a little more special for you.
Liza: It's very special. I'm here, I am with you, we are at home, our daughter is asleep peacefully in the other room. What more could I want?
Adam: I -- I don't know.
Liza: As long as we have each other, as long as we are honest with each other, I don't need another thing.
Adam: I would do anything in the world to make you happy.
Liza: I already am. I wish you would let me in, share with me your heart and your secrets. What is it?
Adam: I love you.

Ryan: You shouldn't have done this, Opal. This -- this is wrong.
Opal: Ryan, listen to me --
Ryan: No, no, now you listen to me. My wife's dead, and I didn't want to believe it for the longest time, not really, but it's true. She's gone, so I can't play whatever game it is that you're trying to play with me right now.
Opal: I -- I wish I could just be clear because it's real, Ryan. It's real.
Ryan: It's over! Opal, it's over.

Opal: I've never felt so sorry for anything in my entire life. I'm so sorry, Honey.
Gillian: It's not ruined. We got through to him, so next time --
Opal: "Next time"? No, Honey, there is not going to be a next time.
Gillian: Opal, there has to be
Opal: This is killing me, and you damn near killed your man tonight. Now, if you love him, Gillian -- I hate to say this, but if you love him the way you say you do, then you have got to let him go. You have to.

Gillian: Opal? Opal!


ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Gabriel: What, do you want me to beg for this? Do you think I'm some kind of joke?

Marcus: I've never really made love.

Chris: Is there a problem?
Mateo: Is there?

Dixie: Tad.