Stuart: Just tell me that you didn't send that man, that Paolo, to hurt my Marian. Just say you didn't do it.
Adam: Stuart, you're my brother. You're my twin. You're my better half. I love you.
Stuart: That's what you always say just before you're about to say something awful.
Adam: Stuart, you remember when we were 10, back in Pigeon Hollow? That I jumped out of the loft and broke my leg, and you felt the pain, even though you weren't there.
Stuart: What does that have to do with Marian?
Adam: You feel my pain. You know what's in my heart. And I know how much you love Marian. To hurt her is to hurt you. Why would I do that?
Stuart: That's what I want to know.
Adam: Stuart, I don't blame you for being suspicious of me. I've pulled some pretty rotten stunts in my day. But I can't believe you'd actually think I would arrange to have Marian seduced by a Chianti-swilling gigolo.
Stuart: Adam, I feel your pain, and I also feel your hate. And I know you hate Marian -- ever since she locked you in that safe room to keep you from kidnapping Colby. I know the -- I know the things you said about her and the names you called her. And you can't deny it because you meant every word. Admit it -- you hate my wife.
Adam: All right, all right, Marian is not my favorite person, no.
Stuart: And I heard what you said that day in the study when you called her a slut. And I told you right then that if you ever hurt Marian that we wouldn't be brothers anymore.
Adam: I'll always be your brother, and I will always love you.
Stuart: Then just tell me the truth. Tell me you didn't order Leo du Pres to do your dirty work, to send that creep Paolo to -- to drug my wife and maybe even rape her. Answer me, Adam, because I'll know if you're lying.

Leo: Such a total lack of inspiration. Their idea of fusion cuisine is French fries meet the New York strip. Unbelievable.
Becca: Come on, save the critique till after school. Give me your math homework.
Leo: Would you believe my dog ate it?
Becca: You don't have a dog, Leo.
Leo: I know, but it's so high school. My times tables are ready for your inspeion, ma'am.
Becca: Thank you. Ok. Well, this looks like 100%. How did you do this?
Leo: Your superior teaching skills and my native intelligence, of course.
Becca: Mm-hmm. Hand it over.
Leo what?
Becca: The calculator you used. Cheater.
Leo: Well -- but calculators are a fact of life, Becca.
Becca: You have got a great mind, and it's a shame you're not using .
Leo: Yeah, well, when I'm in Oslo accepting the Nobel Peace Prize for mathematics --
Becca: You're going to wake up and realize that you're dreaming if you don't start applying yourself.
Leo: Six times six is 36.
Becca: Thank you.
Leo: Six times seven is -- am I way past having a crush on my teacher?
Becca: You are a slow learner. This is strictly tutorial. It's not a pickup.
Leo: What do you expect? I'm a red-blooded schoolboy.
Becca: So go clap my erasers. What's six times seven? Look at the answers. Ok, good. We have to do all of them. Is that enough for you? Try that. Ok?

Erica: May I have a word with you, Becca, in private?
Becca: Oh, well, we're in the middle something --
Erica: This won't take long.
Leo: Excuse me, ladies. I'm going to go have a little chat with the chef about upscaling this disgusting menu. Becca: You seem upset, Ms. Kane. Is it about the Glamorama?
Erica: No, it's about your luncheon companion, Leo du Pres. If you're smart, you'll have nothing more to do with him

. Edmund: Alex is brainwashed?
Adrian: Well, that is my take on what you've told me.
Edmund: Whoo. Wow. That's incredible.
Adrian: Look, you keep pressing her to recall her memory, right
? Edmund: Right.
Adrian: What happens when you press too hard?
Edmund: She repeats that same phrase like a trigger.
Adrian: Mm-hmm. "Just want to get on with my life."
Edmund: Right, right, and then it's like a switch just going off in her brain.
Adrian: Exactly, like a circuit breaker. Skate too close to the forbidden zone -- bingo -- the phrase kicks in, the brain puts up a roadblock. It's a classic reprogramming technique.
Edmund: So what you're saying is somebody -- or some organization or government -- has programmed Alex to forget her past?
Adrian: That's what it looks like.
Edmund: We got to find out who and why.
Adrian: Wait a minute. Edmund, you definitely need to understand -- I mean, we're dealing with unknowns here, the X-factor. Whoever planted that trigger doesn't want Alex to remember. I mean, a sudden recall could threaten their lives and, even worse, maybe hers.
Edmund: So, what are you saying, her life's in danger?
Adrian: I wouldn't rule it out.

Guy: Alex, did you hear me?
Alex: Yeah. You said, "I can see you just want to get on with your life."
Guy: Correct. What's your response?
Alex: Who the hell are you? Guy: Alex, Alex, I'm Guy, your trainer.
Alex: What did you say to me?
Guy: Say what?
Alex: About getting on with my life.
Guy: Well, if I was being presumptuous --
Alex: Why did you use those words in particular?
Guy: It's a common cliché.
Alex: Why did you say that to me now? Who sent you?
Guy: Alex, you have my resume. You know who I worked for.
Alex: Oh, don't play me for a fool.
Guy: Alex, I work with horses and their owners, and I've gotten so that I can read them both pretty well. I was by Maximillian's empty stall this morning.
Alex: That was my husband's -- was my late husband's horse.
Guy: I know. You were riding him one afternoon. He threw you and broke a leg. Mr. Grey had to put him down. Peggy told me. I also know that relations between you and Mr. Grey have been strained?
Alex: Well, there were other reasons for that.
Guy: I know, but it seems like you and Mr. Grey have buried your differences. And so, the way I see it, you were just getting with your life. If I'm being presumptuous, I apologize. I won't -- I won't say it again. All right?
Alex: No, it's ok. I'm sorry. I -- it's a very odd coincidence that you should say that.
Guy: Yeah. Yeah. Listen, you want to walk Scorpio around the paddock some? I didn't get much of a chance to work him, what, with the Russian lady getting sick and all.
Alex: Oh, I have to check up on her. Yeah, I'll -- I'll work with Maximillian later.
Guy: You mean Scorpio.
Alex: What?
Guy: You said Maximillian.
Alex: I meant Scorpio.
Guy: If you need me, I'll be in the tack room.

Edmund: What do we do now? Adrian: That depends on Alex. How deep is she wiling to dig? And is she going to be able to deal with what she uncovers?
Edmund: I don't know. They put so many layers on her brain. I think deep down she is strong and she wants this mystery resolved.
Adrian: Ok, then stick with it but be careful because someone doesn't want you disturbing the peace.
Edmund: You be available if I need backup?
Adrian: You know where to reach me.
Edmund: All right. And everything we said today?
Adrian: Strictly between us.
Edmund: Appreciate your input.
Adrian: Anytime.

Opal: Oh, hey, fellas.
Edmund: Hi. I was just on my way out.
Opal: Oh, was it something I said?
Edmund: Nothing at all. Thanks again.
Adrian: You got it.
Opal: Give my love to your babies.

Adrian: Well, have you had lunch yet?
Opal: Well, I'm meeting Erica.
Adrian: Well, have a seat just for a second.
Opal: It has been quite a stretch, hasn't it --
Adrian: Yes, it has.
Opal: Since you and me have had a chance to catch up.
Adrian: Yeah. As a matter of fact, I got a little new assignment that may give you a few laughs.
Opal: Oh, good. I could use a laugh. You've heard about Tad?
Adrian: Oh. Guess that's enough talking about me.
Opal: Oh, I'm sorry, honey, but this whole mess has really got me shedding my feathers.
Adrian: Well, you might want to save that for someone who cares. Tad and I had a falling out.
Opal: Well, you'd better fall right back in, mister. Your brother is sharing a jail cell with Adam Chandler.

Erica: I can see you're attracted to Leo.
Becca: I'm sorry?
Erica: I could see the sparks fly between you across the room. But I've also seen you with Scott Chandler, and he is so much more attractive. So much more attractive. He's a future Spielberg.
Becca: Scott's an amazing talent.
Erica: Look, I don't really want to interfere, but I have had some experience with men.
Becca: Well, I mean, Scott and I are still seeing each other. I'm just helping Leo with a problem.
Erica: Well, Leo's problem is that he was raised by a shrew, so you would do very well to keep your distance.
Becca: Well, Ms. Kane -- I appreciate you being so, you know, worried about my personal life and all, but I prefer to make up my own opinion about people.
Erica: Where Leo is concerned, that attitude is just completely naive and dangerous.
Becca: Well, you don't know Leo the way I do.
Erica: I know Leo very well.
Becca: Well, maybe your opinion about Leo is affected by David. I know that he's not Leo's biggest fan.
Erica: We are not discussing David. But if you're smart, Becca, really, you will just steer clear of Leo du Pres. He's trouble. He's exactly like his mother. They're both just shameless opportunists. And if you're not careful, Leo will use you and he'll just toss you aside.

Leo: I thought I told you to get out of town.
Paolo: I told you I need airfare. 30,000 miles at, what, a buck a mile.
Leo: You know that I don't have it.
Paolo: All right. I'll just go hit up your good pal Adam Chandler for the cash.
Leo: Don't even think about it. Fine. Want to get rich quick? Buy yourself a lottery ticket -- in another town, in another state.
Paolo: Ok. Maybe I'll go ask your pretty girlfriend in there what numbers to play.
Leo: I mean it, Paolo. Get the hell out of Pine Valley -- today.

Adam: All right, Stuart. Honestly, I'm hardly aware of this Leo du Pres except for his unfortunate connection with Palmer Cortlandt.
Stuart: You never even talked to him?
Adam: Never! Never. Not -- well, no, wait. No. All right, there was one time he approached me in the Valley Inn restaurant and asked me for a job. Sent by Palmer, no doubt. The last thing I need is a corporate spy on my payroll.
Stuart: And what about that Paolo, that creep who drugged my Marian and took off her clothes and put her in his bed?
Adam: He should be hung up by his thumbs. Marian and I have our differences, but what that man did is unforgivable. Which brings me right back to what I was saying. You need my protection, Stuart.
Stuart: All I need from you is the truth.
Adam: All right. The truth? You've got it, right here, right from the heart. You are the mo honest, trusting man on the planet. And if it were a perfect world, Stuart, everyone would be exactly like you. But this is not a perfect world. It's full of greedy swine who would like to scam you into furthering their own agendas.
Stuart: Why Marian?
Adam: Marian -- her exploits are well-known. So is our family wealth well-known. They obviously set up your wife for a blackmail.
Stuart: But there was no blackmail. There was no note, no nothing.
Adam: He's obviously biding his time, waiting for the right moment to strike. That's why I have to get out of here -- so I can protect you and Marian. You can't fight the Paolos of this world, but I can. Stuart, you remember back -- back in Pigeon Hollow? You remember the bullies used to draw a line in the dirt and dare you to cross it? And we would grab hands, and we'd cross it together. We've always been on the same side. We've always been fighting the same fight. I would never cross that line without you. And I did not cross it this time. I am not responsible for what happened to Marian. You have to believe me. Please, Stuart, you have to believe me.

Alex: Yes, please let me know if there's any change. Thank you, doctor. Yeah, you can page me. All right.
Edmund: Hospital?
Alex: Yes. Eugenia's friend is doing well. She's stable.
Edmund: Thanks to you. You saved her life, you know.
Alex: The digitalis saved her life.
Edmund: Hmm, well, maybe, but you knew where the pills were -- in Irena's purse -- and only you knew how to speak Russian that well.
Alex: I picked up a phrase here or there.
Edmund: You spoke like the daughter of the Czar.
Alex: Well, maybe that's who I am -- Anastasia. She lost her memory, didn't she? That must be why I can speak fluent Russian.
Edmund: Alex, I know this is scary stuff.
Alex: Oh, please, just stop it. I don't remember learning Russian.
Edmund: Maybe because somebody doesn't want you to remember. Alex, your memory's a link to your past, and it's a time of your life that somebody wants you to forget.
Alex: Who? What are you talking about?
Edmund: I'm talking about people who have -- for whatever reason, have reprogrammed your memory.
Alex: What?
Edmund: Alex, I'm talking about being brainwashed.

Erica: Opal, I expect to be the center of attention when I'm out in public. I'm a celebrity, for heaven's sakes. But David was making such an ugly scene. I mean, the whole restaurant was looking at us. I have never been so embarrassed in my life.
Opal: Oh, yeah, Palmer and me, we did a few of those public go-arounds. I remember once pummeling the old so-and-so with a basket of bad rolls. I guess love makes you do crazy things.
Erica: Love? Who said anything about love?
Opal: But it sure makes me miss those good old days with Liz and Dick when they'd be duking it out in front of Chases, you know? And then you'd see there picture in the paper the next day, sporting a rock bigger than the Ritz, and you'd know that they'd kanoodled and made up.
Erica: Opal, we're talking about me, about my problems. Now, where was I?
Opal: Dr. David causing a scene in public.
Erica: He just was impossible, and he said such hateful things.
Opal: Yeah, like what, for example?
Erica: Well, for one thing, he accuses me of being afraid of the future, that I don't want to make any commitment to him. And who is it who put his name in my phone book in ink? Now, if that doesn't show some commitment to the future, I don't know what does. What? What is wrong? What?
Opal: That might be a question you could put to yourself, honey.
Erica: Opal, I was talking to you about David and me, about the dilemma that he created.
Opal: Girlfriend, you know that my feelings for David Hayward run colder than the Alaska pipeline. But seeing as how you have put his name in ink into your own personal phone book, then it seems pretty clear to me that the next step is marriage. And so now you've got to ask yourself the question -- are you ready to take it, or you going to cut and run?

Becca: Who does she think she is?
Leo: She's Erica Kane. Haven't you heard?
Becca: Well --
Leo: This is her world. We just live in it.
Becca: I barely know the woman. She comes, interrupts us, dismisses you, and then offers her opinion about something that is none of her business.
Leo: Yeah, well, Erica's opinion of me ranks among pond scum and sewer rats. She didn't scare you off, did she?
Becca: Do I look scared?
Leo: Well, you haven't slapped me in the face or made up an excuse to cut, so I guess that's a point in my favor, yeah.
Becca: Well, actually, I do have to go.
Leo: Becca, what did Erica say about me?
Becca: Nothing. Nothing. I don't want to talk about it now. I promised Opal that I would go to the Glamorama and fold towels.
Leo: Opal's over there with Erica. And we haven't finished my math homework yet. Come on, just a few more minutes.
Becca: All right. All right, I'll stay. Why don't we go back to seven times eight.
Stuart: Adam, you can twist the truth so it looks like a pretzel. But there's just so much at stake, I have to believe you.
Adam: Thank you, Stuart.
Stuart: As long as you swear that you didn't set out to hurt Marian, then I have to believe you. I'll take your word for it because you're my brother and you -- you're right, you always took care of me, and you always saved me from the bullies and the kids that teased me, and you always knew what was best -- always. Then you know that Marian is what's best for me. She loves me as much as you do, Adam. You wouldn't want to take that away from me, would you?
Adam: No. No, never.
Stuart: If you ever look me in the eye and lie to me, then you won't be my brother anymore.
Adam: Stuart, I swore on our mother's grave that I would protect you forever. And I swear to you that I had nothing to do with what happened to Marian.
Stuart: Thank you.
Adam: I love you, Stuart.
Stuart: I love you, too.
Stuart: Well, I'd better go.
Adam: Guard?
Adam: See you later.
Stuart: Good-bye, Adam.

[Telephone rings]

Leo: Leo du Pres. Adam: It's me, your worst nightmare come true.
Leo: Yes, sir. I've been expecting this phone call.
Adam: Shut up and listen. Stuart's beginning to suspect that I'm involved with you and your sleazy compatriot Paolo -- if that's his real name.
Leo: Yep, our foreign investors appreciate your business, sir.
Adam: You link me to this bedroom farce, and you're finished. Capisce? Your life won't be worth a cold plate of linguini.
Leo: Ok. Your satisfaction is guaranteed, all righty?
Adam: See that it is. Stuart means a great deal to me. I need him in my life.

Tad: Got to hand it to you. Just when I think you can't go any lower, you limbo down another notch.
Adam: What are you staring at?
Tad: Relax, Adam. You're not my type.
Adam: That makes me feel better. I'll sleep very well now.
Tad: Can't believe you can sleep at all. So, who was on the phone?
Adam: Are you going to start monitoring my calls?
Tad: No. Just curious. Heard you talking about Stuart, how you need him in your life. You sounded pathetic, almost desperate.
Adam: Thick and thin, Stuart's always stood by me.
Tad: Yeah, and you count on that, don't you? After you finish screwing people over, you can just call on your better half to bail you out. Hell, you need Stuart to testify against me. Without him, it's just your word against mine. After all the mischief you've been into lately, we all know how that's going to turn out. I'll be long gone by the time you're setting up house with some guy named Bubba.
Adam: Stuart and I have One thing in common -- with us, family always comes first.
Tad: That's rich, coming from you. Did you put him first when you traumatized Cindy or when you stole Gloria from him? When you humiliated Marian in front of an entire convention of ex-lovers, was that an act of brotherly love?
Adam: Mind your own business.
Tad: Stuart's more than your better half. He's the last piece of a soul you've got. But you're right about one thing. He's a good man, the best. But he's not a saint. Even his forgiveness has limits. I mean, only a fool would go on giving you the benefit of the doubt. And you'd never play your brother for a fool, would you, Adam?
Adam: Shut up.
Tad: If I were you, I wouldn't count on Stuart rallying to your cause. He's getting to know you. And take it from me, old man -- to know you is to hate you.

Erica: Opal, I never said anything about marriage.
Opal: Well, I know you, hon. I mean, you meet a guy, you fall head over heels, and the next thing I know I'm lobbing rice while you head off for your honeymoon with hubby -- well, what would David make, numero eight, nine? What?
Erica: Opal, the subject of marriage has never come up.
Opal: Well, it will. And my guess is it'll be sooner instead of later. Because, let's face it, girlfriend, when all is said and done, I mean, you're the marrying type.
Erica: And what if I don't consider David to be marriage material?
Opal: Well, I would flap my arms like a chicken and yell "glory, hallelujah." That's what. And then I'd call Lacey's wedding registry and order up another toaster.
Erica: You don't believe me?
Opal: Honey, I want to believe you. I think Dr. Dave is a mighty poor choice for a life partner, love. Not to mention the fact that he's about a quart low on the milk of human kindness.
Erica: Well, you just don't know him the way I do.
Opal: I'm sure that he has his good points, and I know that you'll romanticize them out of all proportion. "David is the perfect man. David is the perfect lover." And you will picture yourself basking in the happily-ever-after glow. And then one morning you're bound to wake up and discover that Mr. Perfect has just turned into Mr. Ordinary guy. You know, leaves the toilet seat up, socks on the floor, makes scenes in public, and even on certain occasions chooses to go to bed with Ted Koppel instead of you. And there you are -- your afterglow sizzle starts to fizzle, and, tough luck, Cinderella, because you're already hitched to the guy.
Erica: I don't want to discuss this.
Opal: Well, you're the one that opened the can of peas.
Erica: Well, I don't have to sit here and listen to you analyze me.
Opal: Erica -- Erica, you remember when your face was scarred and you got so mad at me for not telling you the truth? Well, I learned my lesson, and I will not make that mistake twice. I don't have to be bitten by a snake to know it's poison, and that's what Hayward is. He is poison with a capital P.

Alex: So Adrian thinks someone intentionally blocked my memories. Ok, who?
Edmund: I don't know. But we're going to find out, and that's why you have to force the sanitarium in Wales to release your medical records.
Alex: Yeah, I was going to do that. Something stopped me. I can't call.

Jack: Hi.
Alex: Hi.
Jack: Peggy let me in.
Edmund: Yeah --
Jack: I hope I'm not interrupting anything. Edmund: Jack, what's up?
Jack: Actually, I'm here to see Alex. You phoned my office saying you wanted some help petitioning for your medical records, but then you hung up.
Alex: Something came up.
Jack: I see. Did you still want my help?
Alex: No.
Jack: Ok.
Edmund: Do it, Alex. We're here to help.
Alex: Once a door's been opened -- it's the not knowing that's so terrifying. Wow. This is the path my life is taking. Ok, you have my full permission to take whatever legal action is necessary to get back my medical records.
Jack: All right. I'll need -- I'll need a starting place.
Alex: Oh, yeah. This is the name of the hospital in Wales and the doctor who treated me. He's deceased now, though.
Edmund: The files are sealed by her majesty's secret service.
Jack: Well, then I guess I've got my work cut out for me. Do you have any idea what's so sensitive in these files?
Alex: No. I'm afraid to find out, really.

Erica: Honestly, Opal. David and I haven't even gotten anywhere near the altar, and you already have us divorced.
Opal: Well, I mean, let's face it, hon. I mean, considering the number of exes you've already got racked up on your tally board, I'm just playing the odds.
Erica: Well, look who's talking, Miss Opal Gardner Purdy Cortlandt. Look at the losers you married. Ray Gardner was a card-carrying sociopath.
Opal: Yeah, but you don't see defending him and the way he treated me and my kids, do you?
Erica: What about that Mr. Ulatowski -- your secret admirer who tried to kill Palmer and blame it on you? Oh, if that wasn't love, I don't know what was.
Opal: Can I help it if I just make men crazy jealous?
Erica: Which brings us to the real coup de grace. Palmer Cortlandt was the best thing that ever happened to you, but you let him get away.
Opal: I let him get away? What, after he locked me up in a secret cell in the basement and left me there to turn to dust?
Erica: If you had been a better wife, if you had shown a little more compassion to Palmer, then maybe you two would still be together and Vanessa Bennett would be history instead of his present wife.
Opal: Oh, I see, I see. I see what this is all about. Yeah, exactly. You are just -- I'm sorry if your boyfriend's mama is making your life miserable, but you know something? I am free as a bird and never been happier, so there.
Erica: Oh, oh, isn't this just so typical. You're always just thinking of yourself.
Opal: Myself? Myself? You know, I think you better pull out that compact and get a good gander at your own worst enemy. You know, I love you, Erica. Lord knows I love you. But ever since you let David Hayward into your life, you have done your damnedest to push your real friends away. Well, this is me leaving.

Leo: Oh, Mr. Chandler. Stuart. Liza's at a business luncheon. She won't be back for a few hours.
Stuart: I didn't come to see Liza. I came -- came to talk to you.
Leo: Me? About what?
Stuart: I'm not like my brother Adam. I don't -- I don't try to trap people with words. I -- I just want to get things -- everything out in the open.
Leo: Ok.
Stuart: I want you to tell me the truth, Mr. du Pres.
Leo: No, no. Please, call me Leo.
Stuart: No, I think I'll call you Mr. du Pres. And you call me Mr. Chandler. Because we're not friends, and I don't think we're ever going to be friends.
Leo: And why would that be, Mr. Chandler?
Stuart: Because you're friends with a very bad man named Paolo Caselli. Do you know what he did to my wife?
Leo: He -- he lured her into his hotel room.
Stuart: And then what?
Leo: He drugged her.
Stuart: And then what?
Leo: He -- he took off her clothes and -- ahem -- he put her to bed.
Stuart: And then what?
Leo: Nothing. Nothing else happened, Mr. Chandler, I swear. Paolo never touched your wife after he got her into the bed. I swear.
Stuart: Why? Why did he do that?
Leo: He was paid a lot of money.
Stuart: Who paid him? Who paid him to hurt my wife?

Edmund: What you drinking there, partner? I'm proud of you, for at it's worth.
Alex: Thanks.
Edmund: You did the right thing.
Alex: Yeah. Well, I was up against the wall, wasn't I? I had to choose.
Edmund: Well, you're not going to be alone on this one, you know. I'm going to be with you every step of the way until we figure out who's short-circuited that little memory of yours and why.
Alex: It would seem that I have enemies, people out there who want to do me harm. But I wonder if I'm my own worst enemy and I'm set to self-destruct.

Tad: The idea of you talking about brotherly love is like so much stink floating downwind from a city dump. Real brothers back each other up. You don't know the first thing about that. You just want to keep Stuart where you can use him. You know what the real tragedy is? He still looks up to you. You don't deserve that, do you, Adam? That kind of love or trust. You know it, and I know it. Soon enough, he's going to know it, too. And when he does, you're going to lose him. Yeah. You're going to lose the best part of yourself.

Adam's voice: If you link me to that bedroom farce, you're finished. Capisce?

Leo: Your wife, the setup -- it was -- it was all about money, blackmail, gambling debts, somebody that I owed a lot of money to in Europe. They forced me to do it. It was payback. But I swear to you, Mr. Chandler, that it is over. But if I reveal the source, my life is snuffed. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Stuart: Ok. But you better be careful. That Paolo is a bad man. He's -- you better stay away from him.
Leo: I plan to.
Stuart: Because he's going to end up in jail before some other innocent woman gets hurt.

Erica: Oh, waiter -- check, please. Opal just doesn't know what she's talking about.
Erica: Oh, what's taking him so long?
Paolo: Miss Kane? You are more beautiful in person -- much more beautiful than your photographs.
Erica: And your name is?
Paolo: It's Paolo.




On the next "All My Children"

Greenlee: I found the perfect match -- for you.

Arlene: You strike me as a different kind of man that's not threatened by a woman that knows what she wants.

Dixie: You knew that Adam was Colby's biological father. You knew for a long time.

Paolo: Do you believe in fate?