Dixie: Tad, wherever you are, I miss you.

[Man mumbles]

Man: Found. Maybe a wedding ring. Hopefully not a nickel. No. Some people lose things. I find them for them. Sometimes. Damn it.
Dixie: Tad?
Tad: You lose something?

[Dixie laughs]

Mateo: Slow down. You're going to cut your finger off.
Rosa: No, but I told you I'd get all my work done, and Marcus is going to be here any second.
Mateo: He can wait.
Rosa: No, we're going to the beach. I'll miss the sun.
Mateo: Rosa, the sun is this high. You got all day.
Rosa: Ow. Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
Mateo: See, I told you, you got to be careful --
Rosa: Gotcha.
Mateo: Ha, ha, ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha. I'm crossing Rosa off the list.
Rosa: You still haven't found a name for the baby?
Mateo: What do you think of Maria?
Rosa: That's nice. Mama would like it. You know, I think it might make Edmund sad.
Mateo: How about Lourdes?
Rosa: That's not bad, but then her nickname would be Lola or something. You know, Madonna named her daughter Lourdes.
Mateo: Hayley's even checking the Internet.
Rosa: Hayley went to a web site?
Mateo: Yeah, we're, like, desperate, you know? Anything she likes, I don't like. You know, I suggested Hector. She practically fainted.
Rosa: Hector?
Mateo: Yeah, well, it was Mom's idea, you know. She said if it's good enough for our father, then --
Rosa: Oh, come on. Don't you want something new? Like Shaggy.
Mateo: Shaggy Santos. It's cute. Hayley said no pop star names, though.
Rosa: Not even Ricky?
Mateo: No.
Rosa: Well, then, I don't know. It's hopeless. You might as well run a contest.
Mateo: What? That's it.
Rosa: What?
Mateo: That's it.
Rosa: What?
Mateo: It's going to work.
Rosa: What will?
Mateo: Sis, you just saved all my problems.
Rosa: I did?
Mateo: Yeah, you did. You did. We're going to find the perfect name. Yes, we are. All we need is some special equipment. Put the knife down, please.
Rosa: What?
Mateo: Come on. Come on.
Rosa: What?
Mateo: Wipe your hands.
Rosa: Where are we going?
Mateo: We're going back here.
Rosa: For what?
Mateo: Just follow me.

Erica: Gabriel, hello.
Gabriel: Hi, Ms. Kane.
Erica: Well, please, come in. It's so nice to see you again.
Gabriel: So, how are you feeling?
Erica: Oh, you mean since the fire? Well, I'm fine. I'm absolutely fine, thank you. How about you?
Gabriel: Oh, I'm ok.
Erica: Well, good. Please, sit down. Bianca told me that you have a date at the beach.
Gabriel: It's not a date. We're just going swimming.
Erica: Oh, right. I don't know when is this ever going to sink in. You don't go on dates anymore, do you?
Gabriel: I guess.
Erica: You just hang out and -- one thing, however, I know hasn't changed. You have to get hungry sooner or later, so I had Coral make up a picnic.

Bianca: Mom, it's just a day at the beach. You don't have to make such a big deal out of it.
Erica: I'm not making a big deal, but you have to eat.
Bianca: Well, so, we'll grab some hotdogs or something.
Erica: I -- yes, you could, but why would you want to when you have this basket full of goodies? Gabriel would appreciate this, wouldn't you?
Bianca: Well, what kind goodies are they?
Erica: Things that you will both love. Are you curious? Would you like to take a peek? Go ahead, Gabriel, look inside, and then you tell me if you want to have a hotdog instead.
Bianca: Mom, I swear, you didn't have to do this.
Erica: It's nothing. It's no big deal.
Gabriel: What, do you want me to beg for this? Do you think I'm some kind of joke?
Erica: I didn't mean to upset you, Gabriel. But I'm sorry. I really don't know what's wrong. Coral told me what she was packing. It all sounded so good. There is smoked chicken sandwiches and a bottle of sparkling cider and lovely fresh-cut veggies.
Gabriel: Yeah, dog food. Is this for me?
Erica: "Dog food"?
Gabriel: Yeah, I guess you heard. All the kids are calling me "dog boy" or "dog man" like I'm some animal because I grew up in a cage. And all of them seem to think it's so funny, and I guess you do, too.
Erica: I'm -- this is a delicacy. I hoped that it would be a treat.
Bianca: Gabriel, it's not dog food. It's -- it does look like it. You're right about that. It's actually pate. You spread it on crackers. My mom knows how much I love it, and that's why she packed it for us. She wasn't making fun of you. She doesn't have any idea what you went through. Gabriel, I didn't know either, I mean, about the kids making fun of you. Did Marcus start that?
Gabriel: It doesn't matter. I shouldn't have let it affect me like that anyway.
Bianca: Are you kidding? It's terrible. No wonder you're so upset.
Gabriel: Ms. Kane, I'm sorry. Look, I've never had fancy food like this before.
Erica: You said that you grew up in a cage?
Bianca: Mom, it's a long story, ok? It's just the kids at school, they know that Gabriel's had a rough time, and they won't let him forget it.
Erica: Sorry. Some people can be so cruel.
Bianca: Just thank Coral for the basket.
Erica: I will.
Bianca: I'll call you if I'm running late or anything, ok?
Erica: Ok.
Bianca: Good-bye.

Bianca: Gabriel?

[Phone rings]

Erica: Erica Kane. Oh, that's horrible. No, no, don't do anything. I'll be right there.

Rosa: "The Hayley/Mateo Challenge. Name our baby and win." You're serious? You're really going to do this?
Mateo: It was your idea.
Rosa: Well, yeah, but I was kidding.
Mateo: You were inspired. Do you know how many people come through this place? Our friends, all our customers? They're going to be thrilled to help us pick a name. Matter of fact, we should get a bigger jar.
Rosa: Ok, and when it's all full of suggestions?
Mateo: We'll dump it out and we'll look through the names one by one.
Rosa: Ok. I'm a genius.
Mateo: Yes, you are.
Rosa: Yeah.
Mateo: We're in agreement.
Rosa: Yes.

Chris: Hey, Mateo.
Mateo: Hey. Chris, how's it going?
Chris: Not bad.
Mateo: Good to see you. This is my sister Rosa. Do you know Chris Stamp?
Rosa: Hi. You're the one that helped my brother and Gabriel with the fire in the kitchen.
Chris: That's right.
Rosa: Oh, it's so great to finally meet you and thank you in person.
Chris: No problem. Look, I just stopped by to check on my work. I want to make sure everything is holding up.
Mateo: Is that routine?
Chris: Well, it is for me.
Mateo: Wow. Service.
Chris: Yeah.
Mateo: Very nice.
Chris: So you don't mind if I poke around?
Mateo: Go ahead. Be my guest.
Chris: Nice meeting you.
Rosa: Yeah. You, too.

Mateo: You see that?
Rosa: Wow. Come on.
Mateo: That's how you do things.

Rosa: Oh, Marcus, you're early.
Marcus: I'm right on time.
Rosa: Then I'm late. I am so sorry, but I promised Mateo that I would get all my work done before I left. Sorry.
Mateo: You know, your idea about picking the name was -- was a lifesaver. I think your work's done here for today.
Rosa: You mean it?
Mateo: Yeah, get out of here.
Marcus: Thank you, Mateo.
Mateo: Yeah. Just don't get burned up out there, ok?
Marcus: I've got sun block in the car.
Mateo: Great.
Marcus: I'll make sure she's home on time.
Mateo: Yeah, do that. I'll tell Hayley that you solved our problems, all right?
Rosa: Send her my love.
Mateo: I will. Have fun.
Rosa: Thanks, Teo.

Rosa: I just have to grab my purse, and then we will get to the beach.
Marcus: Oh, you look as beautiful as ever
Rosa: Thank you.
Marcus: How come you're not wearing a bathing suit?
Rosa: I am. Oh.
Marcus: Ah. Aha, aha, aha. Hmm.
Rosa: It's new.
Marcus: Yeah?
Rosa: Yeah.
Marcus: It looks great on you, and I can't wait to see the rest of it.
Rosa: Ok.

Dixie: Oh, baby, I don't know if you should be meeting me out in the open.
Tad: Well, it's early and there's no one else around. I just had to see you.
Dixie: How did you know that I was here?
Tad: Because I've been -- I've been keeping an eye on you -- from a safe distance.
Dixie: Did you see the cops in front of the house?
Tad: Yes, and I'm glad they're around. Listen, Honey, we got make this fast because I saw the patrolman trail you here in his black and white.
Dixie: Yeah, he's out there making a report. I just asked him for a couple of minutes alone.
Tad: Yeah, I know, so that's all the time we've got.
Dixie: For now.
Dixie: How are you? You ok?
Tad: I'm fine. Really. I'm ok.
Dixie: Yeah?
Tad: Yeah. How are the boys?
Dixie: The boys are all right.
Tad: Yeah? Have they been watching the news?
Dixie: Yeah. They know what's going on. They also know that you did not kill Sweeney.
Tad: Yeah?
Dixie: Yeah.
Tad: Good.
Dixie: They think you're invincible. Are you kidding me? I, on the other hand, know better.
Tad: I know, Sweetie. I'm sorry. I apologize. I'm so sorry I'm putting you through this.
Dixie: It's ok. Oh, you know, I'm fine. I can handle it, ok? It's just hard not knowing where you are.
Tad: I told you, I can't tell you. If you know, you got to lie for me.
Dixie: Aren't I doing that already?
Tad: It's only temporary.
Dixie: About Fiedler -- you know, we just got to wait till he gives us some names.
Tad: You know I hate you talking to him.
Dixie: Well, and you know I'm going to keep talking to him.
Tad: Well, I guess the damage is done. Did he tell you anything --
Dixie: Yes.
Tad: That you remember? Something that could help me find out who set me up?
Dixie: Yeah, he said -- he said whoever did this is somebody new in town.
Tad: What do you mean, like in town one or two months?
Dixie: Yes, and that whoever this person is, they are not who they pretend to be.

Mateo: The wiring job you did was in the kitchen. What the hell are you doing here?
Chris: You said I could poke around, Mateo, so I was just -- is there a problem?
Mateo: Is there? I mean, the fire was in the kitchen.
Chris: Yeah. Yeah, so I checked out the wiring there. Everything looks good. But then I started to wonder, what about the heat from the fire? It could have done damage someplace else, so I poked.
Mateo: Did you find anything?
Chris: No, nothing, which is good for you because then you're still up to code.
Mateo: Great.
Chris: I guess I'm done here.
Mateo: Chris, I really appreciate you stopping by. Most guys wouldn't have bothered.
Chris: Yeah, well, I'm not most guys, Mateo.
Mateo: Must have been one great guy in the Army, huh?
Chris: You think the Army would take a chance with a bum like me? Not on a bet. No, anything I know about wiring I learned from my dad.
Mateo: Yeah. Well, it's my mistake. I thought for sure you said you used to be in the Army.
Chris: No, no, you must have been thinking of someone else. See you later, pal.

Bianca: Hey, Gabriel, if you're too weirded out, we don't have to go to the beach. We can just have a picnic right here.
Gabriel: Well, what about your mother?
Bianca: She won't care. Besides, I think I just heard her car take off. Look, what is this about? Do you want to go back to your isolation booth?
Gabriel: No.
Bianca: Then why don't you tell me what's going on because I'm not going to sit in a hot car while you sulk.
Gabriel: I'm not sulking. I'm not. This isn't even about us going swimming. It's about all those jerks getting in my face barking and calling me "dog boy."
Bianca: If you ignore them, they'll stop. Trust me.
Gabriel: Bianca, they say it in front of Rosa, and it takes every ounce of control I have inside my body not to kill Marcus.
Bianca: He knows just the buttons to push. If he ever touched Rosa --
Gabriel: I try to walk away, and he follows me. And he's usually not alone.
Bianca: I know. I've seen it.
Gabriel: The thing is I know I could take him out with one punch.
Bianca: Don't. Ok? You're winning this whatever you want to call it that's going on between you and Marcus. Just keep it that way, ok?
Gabriel: How can you say that? I mean, he's with Rosa.
Bianca: Yeah, for now. But she's not stupid. She's going to see that he's just trying to make you look bad.
Gabriel: Yeah, but for now all she sees is what Marcus wants her to see.
Bianca: Well, you can't help that by sitting around here. Come on, let's just -- let's go to the beach. I'm a great safety valve.
Gabriel: Yeah, you're right.
Bianca: You're not alone now, Gabriel you got backup.
Gabriel: Yeah?
Bianca: Yeah. Look, I know that you've dealt with people who are way worse than Marcus. Inside you are 10 times stronger than that wuss, and someday everybody's going to know it. So let's just make sure that happens. How about it? Do you want to eat here, or would you like a side of sand with that pate?
Gabriel: Let's go.

Dixie: Listen, I should go before my bodyguard -- sorry -- finds me and you. Come on, cover yourself.
Tad: I just -- I just want to go over what Fiedler told you one more time, ok?
Dixie: I think I told you everything.
Tad: Are you sure? Think, Honey. He didn't drop anything about maybe where this guy is from or what he looks like?
Dixie: No, he just told me that I was way in over my head.
Tad: Ok. Did he say where the drugs come from?
Dixie: Yes, he did. I'm sorry. I forgot.
Tad: What?
Dixie: He told me that he thought that they came from China.
Tad: Good ok, that's good. That's not a lot, but it gives me something to work on. I'm not happy about you talking to Fiedler, but you did good.
Dixie: Thank you.
Tad: Now I want you to back off.
Dixie: Tad --
Tad: I'm serious. I don't want you going near Fiedler or anyone like him.
Dixie: But I have to do something, you know? I mean, I just can't sit around here. You have to tell me what -- just tell me what I can do.
Tad: You're doing it. Just love me the way you always have. Honestly, that's what I need.
Dixie: I wear this all the time.
Tad: Glad you like it. For a while there, I was afraid you wouldn't.
Dixie: What, are you kidding me?
Tad: No. I did give it to you about three minutes before I was arrested.
Dixie: Tad. Come on. It's -- it's like our wishing stone, you know? Just like you said. I hold it in my hands, and I -- I wish that you were back here with me.
Tad: It won't be long. I promise you.

[Laughter]

Dixie: Be careful. Oh, God, Tad -- Tad --

Ken: Hey, look. We have the whole beach to ourselves.
Marcus: Awesome! Whoo!
Rosa: And not a cloud in the sky.
Marcus: I had to pay extra for that. So who's going to hit the beach?
Heather: No way. It's not warm enough yet.

[Marcus clucks]

Heather: Come on. Ok.

Rosa: Mrs. Martin?
Dixie: Hi, Rosa.
Rosa: Is there anything I can do? I'm so sorry things have been hard for you. I know. I also know Mr. Martin's innocent.
Dixie: You do?
Rosa: Yeah, of course. Things are going to get better. You'll see. It's going to work out.

Chris: You get my message? No, the button definitely came off a cop's uniform. Look, we know that martin took Sweeney's clothes, so I'm guessing that our man was here and he may be coming back, that's all. Listen to me. Santos and Martin are friends, and I believe that Santos has been helping him. No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no. No, we don't have to bust the place up. Because I planted a bug in Santos' office, that's why. Right, right that is what's going to eventually lead us to him.

Myrtle: Erica --
Erica: What?
Myrtle: Erica, Darling, you don't have to fuss.
Erica: I'm afraid I do.
Myrtle: Look, Darling, I shouldn't have bothered you. I just felt a little queasy when I got up.
Erica: Well, I'm glad you called me. I really am. Myrtle, I think you have a fever.
Myrtle: Why, Darling, it's just a little summer bug, and it started yesterday.
Erica: Have you eaten anything?
Myrtle: Oh, don't threaten me with food.
Erica: Ok, that's it. You're coming home with me so you can recuperate properly.
Myrtle: Nonsense, Darling. Look, I'm perfectly fine right here in my own home.
Erica: Myrtle, you're here all by yourself.
Myrtle: I got boarders.
Erica: Are they helping you? No, they are not.
Myrtle: Well, I'm feeling much better because of your visit.
Erica: Well, I'm glad about that. You know I'd do anything in the world for you.
Myrtle: Well, how about making me 21 again?
Erica: Myrtle Fargate. You have never cared a fig about your age. I mean, now I know you're sick. So that's really it. You're coming home with me. I mean, just, you know, till you're on the mend. Actually, while you're there with me, you can help me with a problem of own.
Myrtle: What's that?
Erica: Bianca has a new friend, a boy, and -- well, I'd like to know what you think of him.
Myrtle: A boyfriend?
Erica: No. No, of course not.
Myrtle: Why are you worrying about him?
Erica: He's just -- he's -- well, he's odd, and -- I don't know. I just -- maybe he's not right for Bianca.
Myrtle: Well, don't you think that's her decision? And didn't you vow not to interfere with her private life?
Erica: Of course not. I would never do that.
Myrtle: Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Erica: Ok, maybe I did. You see? That's all the more reason why I need you to come home with me -- because you keep me honest. Much as I hate it.

[Myrtle chuckles]

Erica: Anyhow, I rely would love to take care of you, Myrtle. Please, please, just give me that pleasure.
Myrtle: Oh, Darling, you're very sweet. I do appreciate it. You're a Sweetheart. But as a matter of fact, I do have somebody who seems to be able to cope with me.
Erica: Myrtle, are you trying to tell me that you have a new boyfriend?
Myrtle: God forbid. No. No, he's a friend. And he's not a boy. He's a man. And once more, you --

[Door opens and closes]

Myrtle: Oh. Speak of the devil.
Chris: Myrtle, I'm here. Hello, Ms. Kane.
Erica: Mr. Stamp.
Chris: And how's the patient feeling this morning?
Myrtle: Well, I was a little shaky when I got up, and I called Erica, but I'm improving.
Chris: Well, improving is not good enough, so I've got just what you need right here.

Mateo: Right. Right. You know, that way we could come up with names that we never thought of, you know? And I'll tell you what. We can even have the baby -- you know, we can see what the baby's reaction to it is, right? So -- yeah, I guess it would be -- you would be the one getting kicked, right? Yeah. Well, we'll scratch that idea. What do you think -- what do you think of the name our baby contest? Yeah? You like it? Great.

[Mateo laughs]

Mateo: No. Oh, hold on, baby.
Yeah -- hey, Buddy, kitchen's down the hall to the left. Thanks.
Oh, you know, I have a delivery situation. I'll get right back to you, ok? Call you back. I love you. Bye.

Tad: What is it? What's with the bum's rush?
Mateo: Just trying to be careful.
Tad: Why? Are there cops around?
Mateo: That's just it. I really don't know. Anyway, did you find any leads? You have any information?
Tad: Yeah, as a matter of fact, Dixie found out a couple things.
Mateo: Ok, make it quick because I don't think this place is safe.

Marcus: Rosa, that lady you were talking to -- that was Chandler's mom, right?
Rosa: Yeah.
Marcus: She looked pretty upset.
Rosa: I know.
Marcus: I'm sure you made her feel better.
Rosa: I hope so.
Marcus: Yeah, you do that to me. No matter how lousy or crappy my day has been, when I see you --
Marcus: I'm -- I'm sorry. I'm going too fast. I'll slow down.
Rosa: No. It's just that there's, you know, all these people around. That's all.
Marcus: Rosa, I know I have this reputation for being, like -- like Dr. Cool --

[Rosa giggles]

Marcus: But that's not who I am. In fact, I'm --
Rosa: What?
Marcus: It's going to sound pretty lame, but -- I don't know. I want to be honest with you, ok? The guys all -- they think I'm is stud, but mostly because of stories that I've made up and things that I've said. But I've never really made love.
Rosa: What? Not even to Shannon?
Marcus: I mean, I liked Shannon and all, but she just -- I don't know. She wasn't the one. And why am I saying this to you? I'm embarrassing you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Rosa: No, you're not.
Marcus: Oh.
Rosa: I'm glad that you're -- you trust me. You're honest.
Marcus: That's good because that's -- it's important to me.
Rosa: Well, I think that I should also be honest with you. Although you've probably already figured it out by now.
Marcus: What?
Rosa: Um -- well, I've never, you know, made love, either.
Marcus: I think you and I should start a club.
Rosa: Maybe.
Marcus: But first --
Rosa: Your turn.
Marcus: Before we start this club --
Rosa: All right.
[Marcus takes out the sun block]

Marcus: You can do me.
Rosa: Ok. All right. I think I've got it. Gotcha. Ok. All right. Go lay down.
Marcus: Let me --
Rosa: Ok, you ready?
Marcus: Yeah.
Rosa: It's cold. Here it comes.
Marcus: Ok. Come on. Oh. Oh. Whoo.
Rosa: Smells good, at least.

Heather: Guys, the water's perfect.
Ken: She's just saying that so you'll go jump in.
Heather: No, I'm not.
Ken: Yeah, you are. It's freezing in there. You should've heard the way she yelled.
Heather: I don't yell, so shut up.
Ken: Yeah.
Heather: Yeah.
Ken: Hey, man. Hey, Marcus, where the brews?
Marcus: Public beach, no alcohol.
Ken: Oh, man.
Marcus: You don't need it, Ken.
Ken: Hey, Sweetie.
Heather: All right.
Ken: Man.
Heather: Are there any cokes in there?

Bianca: Great. The jerk and his court. Let's just get out of here, Gabriel.
Gabriel: No. No, no. They don't own the beach. And I want to swim. Don't you? Look, we drove all this way out here. Let's go swimming.
Bianca: Ok, but just ignore them, all right?
Gabriel: I will.

Marcus: Why is dog man here?
Bianca: Come on.
Marcus: Oh -- man! What the hell do you think you're doing? You just kicked sand in my face! What is your problem?
Gabriel: What, are you talking to me?
Marcus: I am talking to you.
Rosa: Come on, you guys --
Gabriel: Shut up!
Marcus: Oh, you make me shut up, then!
Marcus: What do you got for me, Meatball?
Gabriel: Man, I got all you need right here.
Marcus: Bring it on!
Gabriel: No, man, no.
Marcus: I'm ready for it!
Gabriel: Come on, let's go!
Marcus: Rosa --
Gabriel: Let's go!
Marcus: Rosa --
Bianca: Let's just go. Gabriel, don't do this.
Marcus: Take a shot.
Rosa: Marcus --
Ken: Hey, man, that kid kicked sand all over you.
Marcus: Yeah, like a dog digging up his bones.

Rosa: Come on, Marcus. It's a beautiful day, and we were having fun. So please don't fight. Please?
Marcus: Rosa, Gabriel's the one who's out of line, ok? Like at the reception, when he went nuts for no reason, when he flipped over t table of food? I mean --
Rosa: Marcus, he has had a really hard life. And he's not such a bad guy.
Marcus: Are you kidding me?
Rosa: All I'm saying is that you saw him with Mateo and how much he's helped him with the restaurant and that fire.
Marcus: Look, he probably set the fire, Rosa, ok? The guy -- he's mental.
Rosa: Well, then, ignore him.
Marcus: How am I supposed to ignore him when he's in my face all of the time?

Heather: Ok. I think you guys -- I know you guys think it's, like, a turn-on when you slap each other around, but it's not. So I'm with Rosa. So can you just chill out, ok? Come on, let's go get them some food. Maybe they'll settle down or something. Come on.

Marcus: Hey, Ken -- check out Fido.
Ken: Yeah, he can barely doggy paddle.
Marcus: Yeah, look. You see further out? You see those shark fins out there?
Ken: No, man, we don't have any sharks.
Marcus: We do now. And I think dog man might be their favorite food.

[Marcus laughs]

Ken: Ok.

Chris: I'll just go put this in the kitchen.
Myrtle: What have you brought me this time?
Chris: Well, it's a special herbal brew guaranteed to get you back on your feet in no time at all.
Erica: Oh, I see. So you're a janitor, a bartender, an electrician, and a doctor?
Chris: I'm not prescribing anything, Ms. Kane. It's just a home remedy.
Erica: I see. Well, how do you know that Myrtle isn't going to have a bad reaction to the ingredients?
Chris: Well, you're not a doctor, either, are you?
Erica: No, but I certainly know Myrtle a lot better than you do, which makes me a lot more qualified to be the judge of how she should be treated.
Chris: Ah.
Erica: In fact, I'd like her to come home with me so I know she gets the care she needs.
Chris: Well, that's ok by me, but don't you think this is a decision that she can make all by herself?

Myrtle: Hey, you two, you know, I'm still here. I'm still here in this room.
Chris: Sorry. We're putting you on the spot. Sorry.
Erica: No, not at all. There's no contest.
Chris: "Contest"?
Erica: Myrtle's my best friend, and that counts for something, doesn't it, Myrtle?
Myrtle: Oh, Darling -- Darling, you know I couldn't love you more if you were my daughter. And it is true that Chris and I are just getting acquainted. But do you know something? I had the worst headache a week ago, and he made it disappear -- boom -- like that with one cup of tea.
Erica: Oh, what was in it? Eye of newt? Toe of frog?
Chris: It was just good old herbs.
Myrtle: But he's got a very special touch.
Erica: Oh, yes, I'm beginning to see that.
Myrtle: Listen, Chris, do you think I could have some of that magic brew for my flu?
Chris: I'll make you up a cup of tea right now. Would you like a cup of tea, too, Ms. Kane?
Erica: No, thank you. I don't think so.

Erica: Myrtle -- I don't believe you. I've never known you to be gullible. I mean, how can you trust that man? He's not to be trusted.
Myrtle: Let me guess -- you have run a background check on him, right?
Erica: Yes, I have.
Myrtle: And what are you expecting to find? An embezzler? An enforcer? A string of wives that he murdered?
Erica: I really don't know. But one thing I do know is that he has done something horrible.

Mateo: Ok, so this guy, the head honcho, is bringing drugs into Pine Valley?
Tad: With his organization, right.
Mateo: Ok, so what do we know about him? He's new in town. He's got a front.
Tad: He's not who he appears to be, and he's getting his stuff from China.
Mateo: Well, I don't know about the China part, but I think it rings a bell.
Tad: It does?
Mate yeah. And if I'm right, this guy's making himself at home. You probably passed right by him on the street.

Gabriel: You didn't step on a tentacle.
Bianca: No, only something cold and snaky and -- don't hog the towel.

Ken: Ooh!
Gabriel: What are you doing?
Rosa: Come on. Marcus, I asked you not to fight. Come on.
Marcus: Look, I'm not going to fight anyone. I just want this loser off the beach.
Gabriel: Oh, who said it's your beach?
Marcus: I did. But I'll make you a bet. You see that buoy out there?
Gabriel: Yeah.
Marcus: Yeah? I'll race you there and back. Ok? And if I win, you clear out for good. You win, I'll go.
Bianca: No way, Marcus. Gabriel, it's a scam. That buoy is way further out than it looks, and there are rough currents out there.
Gabriel: No, no, no, no. Whatever he can do, I can do better.
Bianca: Oh, yeah, well, what he forgot to tell you is that he's on the swim team. Look, he's just trying to show off. It's not worth it. We'll just go, just get out of here.
Marcus: You don't race, the beach is mine.
Gabriel: Like hell it is.
Marcus: So you think you can take me?
Gabriel: Oh, I know I can.
Marcus: Oh? Well, bring it on.
Ken: All right!

Mateo: I'm not saying I know for sure --
Tad: Yeah, but you got a hunch?
Mateo: Well --
Tad: What is it?
Mateo: Ok. Well, there's this guy. His name's Chris Stamp.
Tad: I've never heard of him.
Mateo: Well, it's because he's new in town.
Tad: Oh, ok, so that goes along with what we know about our drug lord.
Mateo: Right. Right. Anyway, he -- he helped me out with this electrical fire here, ok?
Tad: Well, if he helped you out, what makes you think he's our guy?
Mateo: Well, I didn't until today. I found him snooping in my storeroom.
Tad: What was he doing back here?
Mateo: Well, he'd come by to check on some wiring.
Tad: What makes you think that's not exactly what he was doing?
Mateo: The fire was in the kitchen, not in the back room.
Tad: You nail him on it?
Mateo: Yeah, I did, and he gave me a perfectly reasonable answer. I just didn't buy it. So I tried to trip him up, you know, about what he told me about his past the last time I talked to him.
Tad: And?
Mateo: And he's quick. He caught right on. He knew what I was doing.
Tad: This is not good.
Mateo: No.
Tad: Did I leave anything behind that he might've found?
Mateo: No, I --
Tad: What about the cop's uniform?
Mateo: I got rid of it.
Tad: Good. Good.
Mateo: Listen, I don't think you should come by anymore.
Tad: All right.
Mateo: Which means you're not stranded, ok? You can give me a message, and I'll come meet you.
Tad: Ok.
Mateo: And I'll figure out -- I'll find out what this guy Stamp is about. In the meantime, lay low, please.
Tad: I will. Thanks, Mateo.
Mateo: Take care.

Chris: It's very hot, so give it a minute to cool. And sip it slowly. Have you back on your feet in no time at all.
Erica: Hope it doesn't taste like it smells.
Myrtle: Erica, hush.
Chris: I have to run off to work. I'll check in later on, ok?
Myrtle: Bless you. Thank you.
Chris: Bye. Auf wiedersehen, Ms. Kane.

Myrtle: Erica, Darling, I don't know what your problem is, but that man is a perfect gift.
Erica: Oh.

[Phone rings]

Erica: A gift? Some gift.

[Ring]

Erica: Yes? Erica Kane? Yes, yes, I certainly would. Can you hold on for just one moment, please? This is the private detective I hired to put a check on Christopher Stamp.
Myrtle: Oh, Erica --
Erica: Don't "oh, Erica" me. He tells me he has some news for me, something I need to know right away. So, shh.

Erica: Yes, yes, hello. Please. I'm back, and I want to hear everything you have to tell me.

[Phone rings]

Chris: Stamp here. Erica Kane did what?

Heather: Go for it, Marcus! Whoo!
Ken: Look at dog boy. He's paddling in Marcus' wake.
Bianca: How do you know that's Gabriel?
Ken: Because Marcus has to be in the lead.
Bianca: You can't tell. They're too far out.
Rosa: Guys, she's right. You can barely see them.
Heather: Hey, they're almost at the buoy.
Ken: Come on, pour it on, Marcus!
Bianca: Oh, my God. I think one of them went under!
Rosa: What?
Heather: Oh, my God.
Bianca: I can only see one of them!
Rosa: You guys, somebody do something! Call a lifeguard or something!
Bianca: Gabriel!
Rosa: Get out there! Help him! Come on! Do something! You guys!
Ken: Hey!
Rosa: Oh, my God.


ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Gabriel: Tell them who hit you, Shannon. Rosa, ask Shannon who hit her!

Myrtle: What's going on here, Chris?
Chris: Would you like to tell our friend, Ms. Kane, or should I?

Greenlee: Leo du Pres can't be married to anyone.