Ryan: And other Internet companies aren't making money because most of their hits are window shoppers. But at IncredibleDreams.Com we will get committed buyers. You log on, and we will provide absolutely anything you need -- anything, from basic necessities to your most extravagant luxuries.
Greenlee: What can I say? I'm sold.
Ryan: Really?
Greenlee: Yeah.
Ryan: Oh. Now I just got to worry about Midori.
Greenlee: You don't have to worry anything because any businessman worth his platinum card would want to finance IncredibleDreams.Com.
Ryan: You are so confident. I couldn't have done this without you.
Greenlee: Yeah, we do make a good team. Hey, hey, hey. You better get out of here, ok? You don't want to keep Midori waiting. He probably has a huge check written out to you already.
Ryan: Yeah. Wish me luck.
Greenlee: It's burning -- bye.

Woodruff: That was our young entrepreneur, I presume.
Greenlee: Shh! Grandfather, I don't want him to hear you. Is everything taken of?
Woodruff: I just spoke to Midori. He's a little uncomfortable being an Internet investor, but he says it's easier knowing that it's my money, so, I mean --
Greenlee: Thank you. You won't regret it.
Woodruff: You may be right. Midori thinks this idea may be a moneymaker after all. He was quite impressed with your young friend.
Greenlee: See? I told you he's wonderful.
Millicent: Who is so wonderful? Oh, I know that look. What are you two up to?
David: Hello, Val. It's Dr. Hayward. Is Erica there? No. No, it's just we ran into each other at the Valley Inn earlier. I told her I need to speak to her. Did she leave a number? No, no message.

Vanessa: Oh, my. Erica's still keeping you dangling, dear? What a shame.

[Alarm beeps]

Erica: Come in, Paolo. I'll just turn off my alarm. My housekeeper's off.

[Alarm stops]

Paolo: You have a lovely home, Erica.
Erica: Oh, thank you.
Paolo: So elegant and tasteful. You know, it's -- it's actually shocking how some even well-born people can have such horrible taste.
Erica: Really?
Paolo: Yes. The Baroness Yablonsky, for example. Lovely woman, beautiful, but very tacky furnishings.
Erica: Well, you sound like a very judgmental guest, Paolo. How about a drink?
Paolo: Vodka rocks, please.
Erica: Ok. Just have to go and get some ice.
Paolo: Sure.
Erica: I'll be right back.

Paolo: No interruptions tonight, Erica.

Adrian: Believe me, it's all about the practice. Besides, you almost broke 100 the last game. Junior: Yeah, right. I got 73.
Adrian: Oh, come on.
Dixie: Hey, you guys. Hi. How was the invention convention?
Junior: It was great. I got a blue ribbon.
Dixie: Oh, that's so great. That's wonderful.
Junior: Afterwards Adrian took us to the bowling alley.
Jamie: Yeah. He's really good. He scored, like, six strikes in one game.
Dixie: Really? Wow, we have a bowler in the family.
Adrian: Yeah, well the head's not too big. Besides, these guys will be running circles around me by the time they get in high school.
Dixie: Hey, you know, I made some of those peanut butter celery thingies that you like. They're in the kitchen.
Jamie: Come on.
Junior: Thanks.

Adrian: Hmm. Looks like you've been cutting onions, not celery.
Dixie: No, I'm just tired.
Adrian: Missing Tad a bit? Have you talked to him today?
Dixie: Uh, yeah. I went to the jail. I visited him earlier. You know, I don't think he wants to get out. That's so stupid. I mean, this is totally not Tad's fight. Liza is the one that is prosecuting Adam. I don't understand why my husband has to get dragged into her war.
Adrian: Wait a minute. He nearly volunteered for this, Dixie. Tad's the one who got Liza to press charges against Adam in the first place.
Dixie: Oh, so Liza becomes the poor little innocent victim again. Aw.
Adrian: Excuse me, but sounds like you've got some issues.
Dixie: No, I just hate it when they get all chummy like that, you know? I mean, I know they're old friends and everything, but --
Adrian: Think something else might be going on?
Dixie: No. No, she just has this way, you know, of, like, sucking other people in and dumping all of her emotional baggage on them and making them carry it, and I don't like that.
Adrian: So you think Tad should step back?
Dixie: I just want him to come home, that's all. Will you talk to him?
Adrian: Whoa, hold it. Wait a minute. You know Tad and I had a huge falling out over Colby's custody hearing. Look, Tad is Jake's brother. That's no small deception. I went through hell when I found out Opal was my birth mother.
Dixie: Tad felt awful about not telling Jake about Colby. He did. I promise you. He knows better than anybody what damage deception can do to a relationship.

Adam: Oh. Oh, this house has never looked so good to me! I could swear I could fall on my knees and kiss the floor.
Liza: I haven't forgiven you. No matter what you think, I'm still filing for divorce.
Adam: All right. What I really need right now is a hot shower and some fresh clothes, and then we can talk.
Liza: Talk about what?
Adam: About how you want to proceed. I'm grateful that you dropped the charges against me, Liza, and I want to do everything I can to show you that you made the right decision.
Liza: I did it for Colby. I didn't do it for you.
Adam: Well, allow me a glimmer of hope. An hour ago, all I had to look forward to was a stale bologna sandwich. And here I am in my beautiful home with my beautiful wife and my child. Things are looking up, don't you think, for all of us.

Liza: You ready?
Tad: Absolutely. Where's Jughead?
Liza: Upstairs, taking a shower.
Tad: I'd like to take one of those, too. How long is this charade going to take?
Liza: 10 Minutes max. Now, do you remember everything? Because it's very, very important that Adam be completely convinced.
Tad: Liza, don't worry about me. I'm not the question mark here. Are you sure you're going to be able to carry this off?
Liza: Watch me.
Liza: Let's go. He can hear us.

Tad: Liza, what are you doing? We are never going to have a shot like this at Adam again.
Liza: You know why I didn't prosecute Adam. It's because I was concerned about Colby, that this would embarrass her. I had to think about Colby. I mean, what you're proposing --
Tad: What I'm proposing is to nail him to the wall, ok, because it's dynamite television. All we got to do is splice together the footage I took of Adam in the cell with an expose about the condition of Chandler Enterprises right now, and we're going to get a 60 share because everybody in the country's going to watch that.
Liza: That's what I'm afraid of.
Tad: What, good ratings?
Liza: I have to worry about my daughter. I have to worry about my family.
Tad: Well, worry about your job. You know, your TV station? You are a very successful executive. You don't need Adam anymore. And I promise you this will fire "Nothing But The Truth" all the way to the top.
Liza: I'm not telling you not to do the story. Just put it on hold right now.
Tad: Please, you know better than I do I can't. It's news. It won't sit. Now is the time to strike. His stock is down by a third, ok? His South American holdings are falling apart, and his board of trustees is ready to lynch him.
Liza: He was in prison, ok? His hand was off the rudder. And now -- now that he's out of prison, all he has to do to make it all better is a couple of phone calls and a videoconference. By the time you get this on the air --
Tad: Liza --
Liza: His stock is going to be rising.
Tad: Liza! I can have this ready by tomorrow.
Liza: No. I don't want you pulling Adam onto television in front of everybody just to ridicule him.
Tad: Why the hell not? Don't -- do you or do you not want to get even with him? Huh? Have you forgotten what he did to you?
Liza: No.
Tad: How he degraded you? How he violated you?
Liza: No, I haven't forgotten what he's done. But I can't forget that he's also my daughter's father.
Tad: Oh, please, I am so sick to death of you hiding behind motherhood. Letting him walk had nothing to do with Colby.
Liza: Of course it did.
Tad: No, it didn't. You're lying to me and you're lying to yourself. Why don't you just admit it? You're still in love with him.

Millicent: Stop stalling. Let's hear it.
Greenlee: I talked grandfather into investing in a friend's Internet business.
Millicent: A friend. I don't know if I like the sound of that.
Woodruff: Well, it's perfectly legitimate.
Millicent: Well, what's his name? What's the friend's name?
Greenlee: Ryan Lavery.
Millicent: That Riffraff again?
Greenlee: He's not riffraff, ok? He has an idea for a start-up venture that has enormous potential.
Millicent: I thought I made myself perfectly clear about Ryan Lavery.
Greenlee: I know. You didn't want me to date him, and I haven't. This is different.
Millicent: Oh, Greenlee. Don't insult my intelligence, please.
Greenlee: He told me he's in love with somebody else. We've taken the relationship in a different direction.
Millicent: One in which you throw sailboats and large amounts of money at him?
Greenlee: I admit the sailboat was a mistake. But this is a legitimate business opportunity, and it 's going to a fortune. See, Ryan has this rare combination of vision and ambition, and he's going places, grandmother, with or without our investment.
Woodruff: Does she remind you of anyone?
Millicent: Your grandfather's implying that you sounded just the way I did when my family was convinced that an upstart named woodruff Greenlee would never amount to anything.
Woodruff: When I would call on Millie, I could hear them arguing about me from the front porch.
Millicent: Fortunately, I lobbied so passionately because I was very much in love with your grandfather. You, on the other hand, are just friends with Mr. Lavery. Am I right?
Greenlee: Absolutely.

David: I have no intention of discussing Erica with you, Mother, so back off.
Vanessa: Oh, my. This is even worse than I thought. Look, darling, you're practically a father to Erica. Can't you intercede, ask her to stop trifling with my sensitive son?
David: You shut the hell up.
Palmer: Vanessa, our table's waiting. Didn't you have to put a call into Bunny Wainwright before we sat down?
Vanessa: Yes. Thank you, darling. Nice to see you, dear.

Palmer: Could I speak with you for a moment?
David: I'm in no mood for lectures right now, Palmer.
Palmer: Well, then let me give you a little advice about Erica. Vanessa obviously struck a nerve.
David: Erica's infuriating. And believe me, I'm well acquainted with difficult women. Erica is insatiable. She needs constant attention and reassurance.
Palmer: Well, surely you knew from the start that Erica was demanding.
David: She can't win an argument she shuts down, she ignores me, backs off. Palmer: I was once married
to a woman like Erica -- Daisy. Oh, she'd taunt me, she'd torment me, she'd push me aside. But I always came back for more. And I think she found that reassuring.
David: Really? Well, I find it exhausting. Just today, she staged some intimate lunch with some stranger for my benefit. I mean, it is so childish. And meanwhile, her jealousy is off the charts.
Palmer: Did you tell that to Erica?
David: Of course I told her. Palmer, she resents my work. She resents my patients --
Palmer: She's walking all over you, David. I know you didn't want any advice, but I'm going to give it to you, anyway. You have to let Erica know who's boss.

Erica: So, here you go.
Paolo: Grazie.
Erica: Vodka on the rocks. You're welcome.
Paolo: Can I fix you a cocktail?
Erica: No, thank you. No, I don't drink. I'm having sparkling water.
Paolo: You're not going to join me?
Erica: No, just sparkling water.
Paolo: Why don't you drink, if I may ask?
Erica: Oh, several years ago, I just had an accident.
Paolo: Oh, the fall from the scaffolding. Yes, I read about that.
Erica: Well, then as I was recovering, I developed a chemical dependency, and so I don't drink. And I don't even take an aspirin.
Paolo: You have a very strong will. I admire that.
Erica: Well, thanks. I will say, however, that one night a year I really do miss it. Something about New Year's Eve just makes me crave champagne.
Paolo: I was noticing your photographs.
Erica: Oh, really? Which one in particular?
Paolo: This one. With the man dressed for the royal ball.
Erica: Yes, that's Count Dimitri Andrassy. It was taken in Budapest just before we were wed.
Paolo: You're married?
Erica: Divorced. But a few months ago, Dimitri actually -- he passed away.
Paolo: I can see that you miss him.
Erica: I still can't believe that he's gone.
Paolo: So you are nobility. I should have known.
Erica: Well, yes, I suppose I was for a time. By marriage.
Paolo: Erica, I must ask you again -- why have you banished yourself to Pine Valley?
Erica: Banished?
Paolo: You should be in Europe with your own sort of people.
Erica: Well, I already live far enough away from my daughter -- way too far. And what would I do in Europe?
Paolo: Be celebrated for the magnificent woman you are. You must want more from life than Pine Valley can provide.
Erica: Oh, well, isn't that a refreshing perspective. Lately, all I've been hearing is that I want too much out of life.
Paolo: Your friend Dr. Hayward?
Erica: How do you know him?
Paolo: Well, his reputation as a surgeon, of course, has reached Europe, but I also could not help but notice how he stared at you the entire time we had lunch today.
Erica: Did he?
Paolo: Mm-hmm. Oh, yes. But if Dr. Hayward tells you that you expect too much from life, he doesn't deserve you. Erica, you should be surrounded by people who cherish you and people who want to give you everything they can. Oh, my -- forgive me. Forgive me. I had no right to be so presumptuous. I'm very sorry. I'll -- I'll say good night.
Erica: Uh, no, Paolo, don't leave.
Paolo: It's getting late, and I don't want to outstay my welcome.
Erica: But I haven't even heard your real estate proposal.
Paolo: Oh -- well, please, Erica, it's not like I'm trying to sell you some beachfront property. Think of this as an opportunity to join a most-exclusive community.
Erica: Well, I'm a little hazy on the details.
Paolo: Well, as I told you at the Valley Inn, my family owns a small gated compound on one of the last untouched islands in the Mediterranean. Purchasing property there is by invitation only. And it is, during the summer months, the most exclusive stop on the European social circuit.
Erica: Well, it sounds enchanting.
Paolo: You would fit right in.

[Doorbell rings]

Erica: Excuse me.

Dixie: Tad and I have made a lot of mistakes, but we've learned from them. We tell each other everything.
Adrian: Hmm. No holding back, huh?
Dixie: No.
Adrian: That mean you told you him that you didn't appreciate him staying in jail?
Dixie: Yeah, you bet I did. And how could I appreciate him being in jail, you know? I don't like what Adam did, and I don't want -- I want him to pay for it, but I don't want my husband dragged down with him. You understand?
Adrian: So you think you got through to Tad?
Dixie: No, I don't. I think he likes being there. I think he likes being there so he can punish Adam.
Adrian: And you still want me to talk to him?
Dixie: Yes, I do. Will you?
Adrian: Dixie, you're his wife. He doesn't listen to you, what makes you think he's going to listen to me?
Dixie: Because you're good, and we could wear him down. We could send you in, and if that doesn't work, I'll send in Opal. And if that doesn't work, I'm bringing in Ruth and Joe. And if that doesn't work, I'm going to bring in the kids.
Adrian: Ok. All right, I got it. All right, fine. I'll go and talk to him, but I don't think it's going to make a difference.
Dixie: Oh, thank you so much. I'm going to call the jail right now and see if you can come over and visit, ok?

Dixie: Hi. I am Tad Martin's wife. My husband is being held there. I was wondering if I could bring a visitor over sometime this afternoon. Tad Martin. Are you sure? Ok, thanks.

Dixie: Well, that's weird. He was just released a couple of hours ago. I guess he decided to make that deal with Adam.
Adrian: Well, that's what you wanted, right?
Dixie: Yeah, but I -- where is he? Why isn't he home? Why didn't he call me?

Liza: Don't you have a family to go home to?
I mean, what are you doing here? Tad: I will leave after you answer the question. Are you or are you not trying to salvage your marriage?
Liza: No.
Tad: Oh. That is the wimpiest denial I have ever heard. Like I said, dropping the charges had nothing to do with Colby. You we thinking about yourself because you still love him.
Liza: That's not true.
Tad: It is true. For God's sakes, it's like you're addicted to the man. That's the only explanation that makes sense. Well, guess what, sweetheart? It's killing you.
Liza: Oh, shut up, Tad.
Tad: What's it going to take, Liza? Hmm? What is it going to take? How much degradation is enough? Biologically, he raped you.

Adam: All right! That -- that's enough. Shut your mouth.
Liza: How long have you been listening?
Tad: I hope you heard every word. I hope you're satisfied now. Huh? You see what you've done to her? The woman's warped.
Liza: He only did what he did because he loved me. I want you to leave right now.
Tad: You want me to leave?
Adam: You heard her. She asked you to leave. Now, go.
Tad: All right, fine. Enough is enough. I hope you come to your senses.
Adam: You have to find somebody else to do your dirty work from now on, tad, because Liza is no longer available!

Adam: How did that jackal get in here?
Liza: I let him in. I guess he must've followed us home from the station or something. I mean, how much did you hear?
Adam: I came in just as he was asking you to do a piece about me on WRCW.
Liza: Well, you know, he's right about one thing. Your South American company is in big trouble. It's dropped seven points since this morning.
Adam: Seven! Oh, I told Barry to stay on top of that.
Liza: Well, I'm sure --
Adam: I turn my back for one minute, and then Chandler Enterprises runs right off a cliff. Well, I'm going to have a make a phone call to find out how much damage has been done. I won't -- I won't be long. I'll make it fast.

Tad: How'd we do?
Liza: I think we did great.
Tad: Good.
Liza: He bought it. Hook, line, and sinker. I mean, you -- you were so believable.
Tad: Yeah, well, so were you. A little too believable. What was all that stuff about him doing what he did for love? We didn't rehearse that.
Liza: Oh, that was improve. Don't you remember Mr. Baldwin, Pine Valley High? He was our drama coach --
Tad: Liza, just tell me it wasn't something a little deeper, ok?
Liza: I want Adam to pay for everything that he's done to anybody that he's hurt. I hate this man through and through.
Tad: That's what I want to hear. No mercy.
Liza: I'm on it.
Tad: Ok.

Greenlee: All right. I do love him. I didn't want to. It just happened.
Millicent: Your mother will be so displeased.
Greenlee: Right, right. Greenlee disappoints again. Why is it that I'm the only person in this family who isn't allowed happiness?
Millicent: I just --
Greenlee: Why does everyone assume that I don't know my own heart?
Millicent: I can't believe that you would become involved with -- with Ryan Lavery. The man is a rapist.
Greenlee: You know perfectly well that those charges were dropped. How long you are going to hold that against him?
Millicent: I don't -- I can't believe you've thought this thing through.
Greenlee: Just because Ryan's family isn't in the social register. That's so 1950s.
Millicent: Class will win out, my dear. It's as true today as it was a century ago. What do you think will happen if your young swain finds out that you were putting the money into his business venture?
Greenlee: He's not going to find out.
Millicent: Oh, I suspect that he will. Perhaps sooner than you think.
Greenlee: Don't you dare.

Greenlee: Ryan.
Ryan: It's a go. It's a go. Midori loved my proposal. You know what this means, don't you?
Greenlee: Ryan, you remember my grandparents, don't you?
Ryan: Yes. I'm sorry. Hello. I'm just a little bit wound up tonight, that's all. It's a go, Greenlee. He's going to finance the whole thing. He wants me to fly to New York with him and finish the conversation on the plane.
Greenlee: When?
Ryan: Now! Right now. He's got a car waiting for me outside. I told him I couldn't go without you -- my partner, right? So we'll swing by your place, get a change of clothes, and go celebrate in NYC.
Greenlee: Yes! Great. Ok. Good-bye, you two.

Woodruff: What do you plan to do?
Millicent: Nothing. I don't need to because it isn't going to last.

Vanessa: Oh, Palmer, where's David?
Palmer: Oh, he left.
Vanessa: No doubt to avoid me. I keep hoping we'll be able to bridge this distance between us, but there just seems to be no end to his bitterness.
Palmer: He does seem to carry around a great deal of anger toward you.
Vanessa: I can't tell you how that breaks a mother's heart. I suppose we'll never have the same kind of relationship that Leo and I have.
Palmer: He'll always be your son.
Vanessa: In name only. And Leo, on the other hand, is everything a mother could possibly ask for. He's sweet, he's attentive, he's eager to make his own way in life, still loyal to the family. But, you know, palmer, I think if you could just spend a little more time with him -- I mean, really show him the business.
Palmer: Leo doesn't give a damn about my business.
Vanessa: Darling, you couldn't be more wrong. If you just give him a chance, he could be right there at the helm of Cortlandt Electronics before you know it.
Palmer: Really? Where shall I be?

David: May I come in?
Erica: This isn't a good time, David.
David: How much longer are you going to push me away, Erica?
Erica: I think you should leave now.
David: I told you we needed to talk.
Erica: And I told you I'd try to make time, but not now.
David: When? I thought that you would give me a moment at the Valley Inn, but then you waltzed right by me with your toothy new friend. Where did you find him?
Erica: Good night, David.
David: I'm not going anywhere.

Paolo: Erica? Is there a problem?

David: Well, you didn't tell me you were entertaining.
Erica: You didn't give me a chance.
David: I'm David Hayward. And you are?
Paolo: Paolo Decaro.
David: Paolo. So, Paolo, is this business or pleasure?
Erica: David, I thought that I made it very clear. This is not a good time. Paolo and I were in the middle of something.
David: Well, then, by all means, don't let me interfere. Good night, Paolo. Good night, Erica.
Paolo: Good night, Dr. Hayward.
Erica: David? Next time please call before you come over.

Paolo: As I was saying, we have to get you on my island because I'm envisioning the perfect villa. I can see that it has a beautiful view of the sea. And you can sit out on your terrace in the morning and enjoy a glass of orange juice --
Erica: I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I just seem to have suddenly developed this frightful headache. I'm sorry. Do you think we could discuss this another time?
Paolo: Of course.
Erica: Oh, good.
Paolo: Of course.
Erica: Thank you.
Paolo: Um -- well, since you've told me that you don't take aspirin, allow me to offer you at least an old-world remedy.
Paolo: Here you go. Hold that to your head.
Erica: Oh. Thank you.
Paolo: You're welcome.
Erica: Oh, let me get one of my cards with my private numbers on it. And then maybe you could fax some photographs of this island to me. I'm really sorry that the evening had to come to such an abrupt end. We'll talk soon.
Paolo: I look forward to it. Ciao.
Erica: Ciao.
Paolo: Feel better.
Erica: Thank you. I will. Good night.

Vanessa: Well, Palmer, you're not going anywhere. I only meant Leo could be right there by your side. Come on. Please. You're going to be at the helm of Cortlandt Electronics way into the 21st century.
Palmer: Don't be ridiculous. You think I'm going to live forever?
Vanessa: Well, I certainly hope you do. My iron man. But we still should be prepared in case one of us predeceases the other one.
Palmer: You know, you are so fixated about death. You bring up my will again and again and again. I find it a little spooky. You know something I don't?

Tad: Hi, everybody.
Dixie: Hey.
Junior: Hey, Tad!
Jamie: All right!
Dixie: Honey, I was so worried about you. I called the police station. They said that you got out a couple of hours ago. Where were you?
Adrian: Maybe a little visit to the parole officer?
Tad: Hardly, thank you very much. I stopped by the station.
Dixie: Why didn't you call? I could've come by and picked you up.
Tad: Honey, no, no, I didn't want you to have to do that. I mean, I wanted to stretch my legs and get some fresh air. I was cooped up a long time. Anyway, you were right. I guess I let my pride get the best of me.
Dixie: Yeah, you certainly did. Maybe a little stubbornness had something to do with it, too, huh?
Tad: Possibly. But I'm home now, and that's the important thing, ok?
Junior: Mom?
Dixie: Ah.
Tad: What's going on? You guys start to communicate in charades while I was gone?
Dixie: No, we said that we were going to make you your favorite dessert if you got home, when you got home.
Tad: Is that right? Well, I've been dreaming about a banana split all week.
Dixie: That's what you been dreaming about all week is a banana split?
Tad: That and a couple of other things.
Dixie: All right. Banana splits. Banana splits time! Ok! Come on, let's go!

Tad: Listen, I want to thank you for looking after them while I was gone.
Adrian: So, you got a little change of heart in jail there, huh?
Tad: Yeah. Guess I just realized it wasn't worth it after a while.
Adrian: After all that man has done to this family, to Dixie and Jake, you decide to let him off the hook? I don't think so, pal. You're lying.

Adam: You were right. The situation in South America's critical. I'm going to hand Barry his head on a plate.
Liza: Well, Barry isn't as cool in a crisis as you are.
Adam: Yeah, well, I can't handle it by phone. I'm going to have to fly down there, I'm afraid.
Liza: To South America?
Adam: Yes. Sorry.
Liza: That frightens me.
Adam: Really? Well, it's no big deal. I just have to raise holy hell with a room full of bankers, and I'll be back by this time tomorrow.
Liza: You know, they kidnap business executives who fly down there all the time, Adam.
Adam: Well, I'll have plenty of security.
Liza: No, that's not it. It just worries me when you go flying around everywhere. You know the plane could crash.
Adam: Well, that's a rather morbid thought. It's not going to happen, Liza.
Liza: I -- I'm just thinking about Colby and me, and I think it might be a good idea if you leave behind a power of attorney for me, don't you?
Adam: Power of attorney. Where did that come from?

Vanessa: Palmer, come on. It's a perfectly understandable concern. I mean, nobody knows what the future will hold. A meteor could drop on the Valley Inn tonight and kill us all.
Palmer: Well, that's a cheery thought.
Vanessa: Oh. And what would happen to Leo then?
Palmer: Well, he'd be dead. I mean, a meteor, you know.
Vanessa: I mean if I expired.
Palmer: Oh. Oh, just let me guess. Let me guess. You want me to take care of him.
Vanessa: I would hope -- both of us -- I would hope you'd want to take care of those loved ones of yours.
Palmer: My loved ones?
Vanessa: Well, myself for one, yes. And Leo. I would like you to think of him as a son.
Palmer: Well, that's a privilege he's going to have to earn. I'm not about to give any part of my hard-earned fortune away to a smug little shirker.
Vanessa: Well -- Palmer, you are so frustrating, really. I'm going to go upstairs, ok? I am going to lie down because my nerves lately are -- are you coming?
Palmer: No, I'm going to finish my coffee. You go ahead.

Palmer: Oh -- David. David, how did it go with Erica?
David: Oh, it went great. It went great. She was entertaining her new friend.
Palmer: Oh. Same man she was having lunch with?
David: How the hell did I ever get involved with her? I mean, she's the most exasperating, most aggravating --
Palmer: The most intoxicating woman you've ever met.
David: Well, right now, all I'm getting is the hangover. I've had it. I am through with her.

[Erica daydreams] Paolo: Everyone is so excited that you may be joining our little island community.
Erica: But I haven't said that I would come yet.
Paolo: Oh, yes, but, nonetheless, it is the talk of the Riviera.
Erica: Thank you. David. What are you doing here?
David: I had to come back. Paolo: What? Oh, hey -- whoa -- watch -- watch the jacket!
Erica: David, not so rough.
David: Get out!
David: I'm never going to be apart from you again.
Erica: David, I've never seen you so passionate.
David: From the moment I saw that man, I realized how much I want you.

Erica: David will be back.

Ryan: Whoa.
Greenlee: Sorry.
Ryan: Oh, yeah! Cool. Is this luxury? Is this luxury or what? Getting driven around Manhattan in a limo? I could get used to this.
Greenlee: Good. That's one less problem. I love this place. How'd you get us in? Ryan yeah, it's cool, right? Midori arranged it. Called from the airplane.
Greenlee: Really?
Ryan: I have a feeling there's going to be a few more nights like this coming . Unless, of course, I wake up.
Greenlee: Well, you know, as you're so fond of telling me, this is for real, and you deserve it. Will you help me with my coat?
Ryan: Yeah, yeah.
Greenlee: I've worked up quite an appetite.
Ryan: Yeah. Me, too.

Adrian: Let me get this straight. You decided to give up on Adam and not go after him legally because Liza talked you into it?
Tad: She's my best friend. You know, I trust her. What, you got a problem with Liza, too?
Adrian: No, not me, but --
Tad: Yeah, I know. I know all about Dixie, ok? Dixie's going to be fine once I get a chance to explain.
Adrian: You going to keep this under your cap for a while there, huh?
Tad: Adrian, I got it under control, ok?
Adrian: Yeah, right. You lied to Jake, and he left town. Now you're lying to Dixie. I think you are way out of line on this one here, Slick.

Liza: Since I had Colby, I'm starting to think about the future. I'm worried that she'll be provided for -- I mean, if anything happened to you.
Adam: You're worried about me, aren't you?
Liza: Not in the way that you think. Not in a caring way.
Adam: I think you do care. Come on, admit it. I think Tad was quite right. You're -- this isn't all about Colby. I know you want to provide for her, of course -- so do I -- but I think you're worried about her father, the man you love. Liza: That's ridiculous.
Adam: No, it's not ridiculous. Liza, come on, admit it. In spite of all your denials, you're still in love with me. You love me, don't you?



On the next "All My Children"

David: I believe you have it in you to find forgiveness for me. Won't you at least try?

Ryan: You don't mind spending the night with me in New York City, do you?
Greenlee: Anything for a good cause.

Adam: I want you. I think you want me. Please. It's inevitable.