Please note: The first few lines of today's transcript are missing. ~Sonny


Opal: I saw this documentary on the Hollywood channel. It said that in the movies, the right lighting can make a radiant beauty out of an ordinary gal.
Ryan: Opal, opal, just so you know, believe me, there is really nothing ordinary about you.
Opal: Well, that's after years of sweating effort.
Becca: Hey, Opal? Mrs. Fargate isn't here yet with the wardrobe.
Opal: Oh, well, that's all right, honey. She's on her way.
Becca: Live TV is so stressful.
Opal: Why? What's the big deal?
Becca: I don't even know what to do with this.
Scott: Opal, are you sure you don't want to put your script on cue cards? I can, it'll really make it easier for you.
Opal: No. Who needs cue cards? No, I'm just going to talk, you know, off the top of my head. I'll just kind of greet the folks like they were coming over for a nice, friendly chat. You know, like Dinah Shore.
Becca: Who?
Opal: Oh, Lord.
Becca: Here. Do something with this. I don't know what to do with it.

Opal: Oh, my goodness.
Myrtle: Darling, we're sorry we're late. Sorry we're late.
Rae: She had to bring all the stuff from the boutique for you to try on.
Opal: Oh, well, of course. Do you realize those two tadpoles do not know who Dinah Shore was? They're too young to live.
Rae: Who is Dinah Shore?
Myrtle: Dinah who?
Opal: Oh, you two. You look like you're having more fun than an army of ants at a picnic.
Myrtle: We got so many things to work out, dear. The only thing to do is laugh.
Rae: That's true.

Man: Hey, where's my plaster bucket?
Scott: I don't know.
Man: You mind if I use this?
Scott: Yeah, it's fine by me.
Man: Hey, don't touch that plaster, or you'll be wearing it till they blast it off of you.
Scott: Well, I won't touch it, then. All right, let's fire it up. Let's do an equipment test. Good.

Leo: You've been avoiding me.
Becca: No, I' just been so busy. Just work, work, work.
Leo: That's not it. Come on, you don't have to be embarrassed around me. All we did was kiss.

Waitress: Are you sure I can't get you anything, love?
Edmund: Oh, not yet. She'll come.
Alex: Thank you so much.
Alex: May I? I didn't expect to see you.
Edmund: The way you bolted from Pine Valley, I didn't think a warning was wise.
Alex: So you knew you'd find me here.
Edmund: This is where you come when you want to be with Dimitri.
Alex: I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was leaving. I found out so many weird things about myself. I needed to come home and try to get my head straight. I hope you understand.
Edmund: I do. I think, better than you do. But I don't think you left Pine Valley because of what's happened to you. I think you left because of what happened between us.

Hayley: Could you repeat the question?
Leslie: It's not a difficult one. Would you say that Adam Chandler is a good father?
Hayley: He -- I know he thinks so.
Leslie: But you don't.
Hayley: You have to understand I didn't know my father until I was a teenager, so obviously in those sorts of terms of what a good father, he missed out on, you know, helping me with my homework, staying up with me if I was sick -- that kind o stuff. But I can always turn to him for financial help or business advice.
Leslie: Have you ever wished that Adam were not your father?
Hayley: Well -- he's always there for me, personally and professionally.
Leslie: You're having a great deal of difficulty answering these yes-or-no questions. You were subpoenaed to be here today, weren't you?
Hayley: Yes.
Leslie: So is it true to say that you would have preferred not to testify in this matter?
Hayley: I just don't see what I can add
Leslie: Oh. How about th -- has Adam Chandler ever resorted to illegality in looking out for you?
Hayley: I don't know what you mean.
Leslie: Did he ever bribe a judge?

Liza: Can she do that? Can she bring up Max?

Leslie: Surely you can answer, Ms. Vaughan. Or are you trying to choose from the many criminal acts committed by Adam Chandler?
Jack: Objection, your honor. I'm going to ask for a sidebar at this time, please.
Judge: Proved.

Erica: I was quite surprised to get your call. Are you saying that you're finally going public?
Adam: Yes. And I want you to be the one to let the truth out.
Erica: Adam, this has nothing to do with me. Liza's the one who should tell Jake that he's not really Colby's father.
Adam: But she won't. And I promised I wouldn't.
Erica: So that leaves me?
Adam: Erica, you owe me. I was the one who hid you in my house when the police were after you for kidnapping that child. I put up $1 million bond. I took full legal responsibility for --
Erica: Ok. I might have known that you would keep score, Adam. All right. All right. So, what is it exactly you want me to say?
Adam: Just come forward as an unbiased observer in the name of justice, that you heard this was going on, and you thought you needed to speak up.

Hayley: We were afraid that Mateo's first wife would disappear with his son and that we would never see that little boy again. It was a very confusing time for all of us. Naturally, my father was concerned as to what would happen.
Leslie: So your father thought --

Liza: Jackson, I don't know what is going on, but Adam is up to something. You cannot, no matter what, put Erica on the stand.
Jack: I don't have any idea what Erica could possibly have to say that is germane to this case.
Liza: I don't know. You just can't let her talk.

Leslie: Adam Chandler bought off a judge so that you and Mateo Santos could gain full custody of his son.
Jack: Objection. Your honor, this subject has absolutely nothing to do with the case at hand.
Leslie: It goes to cause. ~- My client is seeking custody precisely because of actions such as these. Mr. Chandler has no respect for the law.
Judge: Let's rein back the oratory, Ms. Coulson.
Jack: Thank you, judge.
Leslie: Yes, your honor. If the court wishes, I won't pursue the matter. We have plenty of other witnesses who will testify to Chandler's reprehensible moral character.
Jack: Your honor --
Hayley: There is no need to call any other witnesses. The judge you're referring to in that case was removed from the bench for numerous improprieties.
Leslie: Including a bribe from your father.
Hayley: If my father tried to influence a judge -- and I'm not saying that he did -- but if he did, it was out of love for me and because he thought that's what I wanted. So in an unconventional way, Adam chandler is a good father.

Edmund: I know a lot of intense things have been happening to you, and I thought we were dealing with them together.
Alex: Yes. I mean, I could never have handled any of this without you.
Edmund: And then we kissed. And then you fell off the face of the earth.
Alex: I couldn't talk to you about it. I didn't know what t meant.
Edmund: I didn't either. And then when I came to find you, when I had thought about it, and you weren't there and you left no -- look, Alex, maybe I'm just being crazy here and I'm kidding myself. Maybe what happened between us meant nothing to you. And if it didn't, just tell me, and I'll go.
Alex: No. You're not wrong. That was the reason that I left.

Becca: Be quiet. What if someone hears you?
Leo: So what? It was just a kiss.
Becca: I don't remember it.
Leo: I always took you for an honest kind of girl, Becca.
Becca: It's just that it was so unimportant that I forgot.
Leo: You're still lying.
Becca: I can't talk now. I have work to do.

Greenlee: What's the matter with Miss Pigeon Droppings? Shouldn't she be about ready to tumble?
Leo: Shut up.
Greenlee: Don't get testy.
Leo: Look, I can't talk now. I have work to do.

Opal: I don't know, gals. Nothing's rally calling to me.
Rae: You know what? You can look and you can look, but it's not going to get any better than this.
Myrtle: Right in front of your eyes, darling. See? Orange wool.
Rae: Right.
Opal: You think? I was seeing something a little more adventurous. It's so plain.
Myrtle and Rae: Trust us.
Opal: You two -- I am so jealous. You know that? I mean, me and Adrian, we get along great, but we'll never be gal pals.
Rae: Well, you know what? Myrtle and I are going to go buy matching pantsuits and go miniature golfing.
Opal: Oh, you are?
Rae: Would you and Adrian like to go?
Opal: We would love to.
Rae: Myrtle, are you all right?
Myrtle: Oh, my. I just got a little winded for a moment there.
Rae: Give me this. Come on.

Ryan: All right, all right, all right. Can I have your attention? Guys, gather around, gather around. We go live on air in 10 minutes. 10 Minutes. Opal's idea. All right, this way our viewers can call in, they can ask questions about the products and hopefully buy a few. It's going to be real easy. All right, I want you guys to think of it as a party where a few friends are going to drop by.
Opal: That's right.
Ryan: There's nothing to be nervous about. All right, Scott,, let me talk to you.

Opal: Right, nothing to be nervous about.
Rae: Myrtle? Myrtle? Are you all right?
Opal: Myrt, are you ok?
Rae: What is it?
Opal: Myrt?
Myrtle: I just got a little bit dizzy for a moment.
Becca: Do I need to call 911?
Opal: Well, I don't know.
Myrtle: Oh, darling, don't be ridiculous.
Opal: You know, we can hold the show.
Myrtle: Oh, come on. Come on. No, you are going to go on, darling, if you have to throw a rug over me.
Rae: You think you can stand up? Is it all right?
Myrtle: Have you ever heard of the saying, "a show must go on"?
Opal: Well --
Rae: Well, you know what? You've tired yourself out, and I'm going to make sure you go lie down.
Myrtle: Oh, come on --
Rae: May I do that, please?
Opal: Oh, of course. Pick any bedroom you want.
Rae: Thank you.
Myrtle: All this fuss about a little fainting spell. Sweetheart, I did my knife-throwing act with a temperature of 104.
Rae: Yeah, yeah. We know, we know.
Opal: I bet you did.
Rae: Come on, here we go.

Ryan: Opal?
Opal, Opal. You ok?
Opal: Yeah. Yeah, sure. Why do you ask?
Ryan: Well, you're not dressed yet.
Opal: Oh, my Lord! I'm not dressed. I better put something on.

Ryan: Alright, guys. All right, let's get this place cleaned up. Tom, help me out here, man.
Tom: I just got --

Scott: What is it?
Becca: I -- I finished everything.
Scott: Yeah, me, too.
Becca: I mean, I guess we still have five minutes. Are we still friends?
Scott: Yeah. I mean, I'm not mad at you.
Becca: Good.
Scott: Just because I don't like the way you stand up for Leo --
Becca: I do not! I cannot stand that guy.
Scott: When I think of Marian and that hotel room by herself --
Becca: It wasn't Leo's fault. He got coerced into it.
Scott: "Coerced." Yeah, I'll bet he did the coercing. You know what? The more I think about it, the more I'm sure that this whole thing was some kind of a plan to blackmail a rich married women.
Becca: Do you have any proof?
Scott: No. No proof yet.

Edmund: I hope you don't regret what happened.
Alex: No. I wanted it to happen.
Edmund: Me, too.
Alex: I loved Dimitri. Obviously, I feel like I'm betraying him by wanting something like this.
Edmund: You know, I thought about that. And we never would because we both loved him very much. He wanted you in Pine Valley.
Alex: I went there because Dimitri wanted to make it our home. But now that he's gone and with everything that's happened to me, I really feel that I should just --
Edmund: Alex, Alex, that's why I'm here. That's what I came to tell you, ok? Just -- we have to get to the bottom of what's going on with you. What happened between us is just a -- we can set it aside, ok? And I promise you I won't pressure you in any way.
Alex: Oh, that's so typical of you.
Edmund: What I'm trying to say is that I don't want any misunderstanding to come in the way of whether or not you have a future in Pine Valley. You need some time to decide. There's a couple of people who can help you decide that -- Sam and Maddie. They miss you. Please come home.

Ryan: Ok, everybody, we go live, two minutes. Two minutes. There she is. There's our star. You ok?
Opal: Yeah, star. Yeah, ready. Oh, where's the girl that volunteered for the miracle mask? I don't see her.
Ryan: Uh --
Opal: Where is she?
Ryan: It's ok, it's all right.
Opal: Well, what do we --
Ryan: Becca, will you volunteer --
Greenlee: I volunteer. You need someone, and I'm nothing if not a team player.
Ryan: Thank you. Thank you, Greenlee. Great, great.
Greenlee: You don't want to be talent, dear. The camera adds 10 pounds to your body, which in your case would be a disaster.
Becca: Oh, no, it's ok. Miracle mask might get rid of all those frown lines.

Ryan: Now, Opal, do you need anything? Anything at all?
Opal: No, no.
Ryan: Ok.
Opal: Oh, my miracle mask -- it was here on the table.
Ryan: Ok --
Opal: It's not here now.
Ryan: Well, that's all right.
Opal: Well, where is it?
Ryan: Leo, Leo -- Leo, help me out here. Find the miracle mask, bring it to Opal.
Opal: We can't do the show without it.
Ryan: Opal, get in place. We got to go.
Leo: So now I got to find the miracle mask. Oh, here it is.
Opal: Now, I remember that Tad told me to always keep my chin down because otherwise the audience could look up your nose. Oh, thank you.
Ryan: Leo, clear the set. Clear the set. Here we go. Five, four, three --

Opal: Hi! I'm so glad to see you. I'm Opal. And this is the Glamorama, where we pamper you to pieces and you leave here the blue-yootiful newt -- the -- um -- the -- the new, beautiful you.
Opal: Our first topic is the miracle mask because -- well, we're going to start at the head and work our way down to -- well, I guess to the toes.
Greenlee: Hello, Opal. I'm Greenlee, your miracle mask volunteer. Of course, I, myself don't need this kind of treatment, but as Opal says to her many satisfied customers at the luxurious Glamorama, if you start early taking care of your skin, then later your skin will take care of you. Shall we begin?
Opal: All right. We'll first cover her face and neck with the miracle mask.

Jack: Do you regret having Adam Chandler as a father?
Hayley: No. I do not.
Jack: Thank you, Ms. Vaughan. I have nothing further, your honor.
Judge: Any more from you, Ms. Coulson?
Leslie: No, your honor.
Judge: You're excused.
Hayley: I have to go. I have to go see Janet and Amanda.
Adam: Thank you.
Mateo: You ok?
Hayley: Let's just get out of here

Judge: Ms. Coulson you may call your next witness
. Leslie: We call ms. Dixie Martin.
Dixie: Adam ever cared about me or my feelings. He wanted to have a child, and I happened to be around.
Leslie: So essentially he used you as a brood mare.
Jack: Oh, objection, your honor. Counsel is putting words in the witness' mouth now.
Judge: Sustained. That statement will be struck.
Jack: Thank you.
Leslie: Go on.
Dixie: Well, essentially, he used me as a brood mare.
Leslie: How old is Adam Jr. Now?
Dixie: He's 12 years old. Would you like to know if he regrets being Adam Chandler's son?
Jack: Objection. Hearsay.
Judge: Sustained.
Leslie: Mrs. Martin, have you had occasion to speak to your son about his father?
Dixie: Yes, practically every day. I have seen my son confused and upset by his father's behavior. For my son's sake, I've had to explain away Adam's selfish, manipulating action fortunately, our son is old enough to see for himself what kind of father, what kind of man Adam Chandler is.
Leslie: Thank you, Mrs. Martin. I'm sure that everyone here appreciates how difficult it's been for you to give this testimony. That's all for this witness, your honor.

Erica: I have something to say, your honor. May I?
Judge: No, you may not. Please sit down.
Erica: But these proceedings are a travesty. Are we here to crucify Adam Chandler or decide the fate of poor little Colby?
Judge: I've told you to sit down. I suggest you do it now.
Erica: Your honor, I can't. In all good conscience, I can't. And believe me, once you hear what I have to say, there will be no doubt in your mind whatsoever as to where poor little baby Colby should be placed.

Liza: Jackson, no. You have to stop this. She can't take the stand. You have to stop her.

Judge: Order. I'll have order.

Dixie: Tad, I think she knows.

Judge: Ms. Kane, exactly on whose behalf are you here to testify, Dr. Martin or Mrs. Colby Chandler?
Erica: I'm here to testify the behalf of the truth your honor. And, Jake, I hope you know that I mean that.

Liza: No. No. No, Jack. You've got to stop this. Erica, go away.

Judge: Mr. Montgomery, control your client, please.
Jack: Yes, yes, judge. Just please have a seat.
Liza: No --
Judge: Mr. Montgomery, do you wish to call Ms. Kane as a witness?
Jack: No, your honor, not in the least.
Judge: Ms. Coulson? There you have it, Ms. Kane. As neither party agrees to call you, I cannot allow you to testify.
Erica: Of course you can, your honor. You're Judge Mayo. I understand you do pretty much what you like in your courtroom.
Judge: Ms. Kane, I'm warning you.
Erica: For heaven's sakes, your honor. If this were a murder trial and I knew the identity of the killer, would you also throw me out?
Judge: But this is not a murder trial. Now leave my courtroom or I'll hold you in contempt.
Erica: You cannot just kick me out as if I don't matter. I have very important information that could change the course of this entire trial.
Judge: Get it through your head, Ms. Kane. You cannot testify today.
Erica: Well, if you won't allow me to take the witness stand, then I simply will speak from right here.
Judge: You will be silent!
Erica: Why is it that I am so misunderstood? My motives are completely --

Adam: Why can't we just let her speak?
Liza: No!
Jack: Shut up.

Jake: What could she possibly have to say about Colby?

Erica: Because I care about --
Judge: Silence! Order! Miss Kane , You are trying my patience.
Erica: Your honor, I'm Erica Kane. Now, you can't just dismiss me. I have information. I can stop this hearing dead in its tracks, and I will.
Judge: Lt. Frye.
Erica: This entire custody hearing is a total farce because --
Judge: Arrest that woman. Slap a gag on her if necessary.

Alex: I can't make any promises right now.
Edmund: I'm not asking for any.
Alex: I wish I knew what Dimitri had wanted for me ultimately. After I lost him, he still felt very close to me somehow. But now he seems to be getting further away, and I don't want that.
Edmund: I'm not going to do anything to make that happen. Look, why don't we just focus on trying to figure out why you have these erratic changes in behavior.
Alex: I don't want that.
Edmund: What do you want, Alex?
Alex: I just want to get on with my life.
Edmund: You know, you say that every time I suggest digging into your past.
Alex: Do I?
Edmund: Very same thing. It's those exact words. It's almost like a mantra.

Opal: Well, now that we have applied the miracle mask, we all feel a lot better, don't we, Gleenree -- Greenlee? How does it feel from the other side?
Greenlee: Tight.
Opal: Yeah, well that means that it's working. You know it's doing its job of just tightening up those flabby old pores. But it feels kind of smooth and refreshing, too, doesn't it?
Greenlee: It feels tight. It's pulling.
Opal: Yeah, yeah, you said that, dear. But it's lifting - it's cleansing.
Greenlee: It feels tight. I can't breathe.
Opal: You know, as soon as the mask starts to harden, it's really a good idea not to try to talk because when the air dries the mask, then it's time to peel. Oh! Just a minute, dear. Just a minute. And then you will see the purified skin toned and beautified before your incredulous eyes.

Rae: That girl is in trouble. I'm telling you, stop it. Stop it.

Opal: Which is very easy to do because it is all natural. It -- oh, my -- oh, my lord. Oh, my lord. Oh -- this is not my mask at all. There has been a terrible mistake. It's all right. Everything is fine. It cane easily fixed. We're just going to go to commercial now. Oh, dear, we are the commercial. Yes, I think that we can -- just relax, dear. Just relax.

[Greenlee speaks unintelligibly]

Opal: We'll have you out of this in no time. A little cleanser, I think, will really do t trick. O$ maybe a gentle astringent. Just try to get this off. Or maybe we might need a chisel and a hammer.

[Greenlee screams]

Opal: I'll get it right from the side here.

Ryan: Cut! Cut! Cut! We're off the air! Cut!

Tom: Well, this sure is a first for me.
Opal: Yeah, well, just take it and get it off her, would you, please? Just get it off of her.

[Greenlee moans]

Ryan: Run an old "Wave" show.

Opal: Oh, honey. Honey, I thought I was never going to see your gorgeous face again.
Greenlee: All right! All right. I'm fine now.
Opal: Ooh.
Greenlee: What? What? Oh, my face itches.
Opal: It's fine, it's fine. It's just you might -- Greenlee: What?
Opal: Well, you might have had a little allergic reaction to the plaster.
Greenlee: Ah!
Opal: I got some ointment right here. Put it on!
Greenlee: Stay away from me! I don't want you near me!
Opal: Have a little ointment -- it wasn't my fault, I swear. It wasn't my fault.

Rae: Opal, of course it wasn't your fault.
Opal: Yeah, but I'm ruined. You know, when old lady Greenlee sees what I did to her granddaughter under my roof, she'll sue me.
Rae: Listen to me. Stop it, stop it. Now, l just try and figure out what happened here. Who do you think put the plaster on the table?
Opal: Well, I don't know. I mean, I was out --
Greenlee: It was you, wasn't it? You're the only one here who hates me.
Becca: Me? I don't hate you. I mean, not enough to disfigure you.
Greenlee: Ah!
Scott: It wasn't Becca's fault. Ryan told Leo to go get the miracle mask mixture stuff.
Opal: And Leo put the mask on the table.
Greenlee: Leo's responsible for this?
Opal: Where did he sneak off to?
Leo!

Erica: Derek, how can you --
Judge: Put her in lockup and charge her with contempt of court.
Derek: Come on, don't make this hard, Erica.
Erica: No, this is outrageous!
Derek: Erica --
Erica: Don't you know who I am?
Judge: I've forgotten already. Take her away.
Erica: Adam! Adam! Adam! Jack?

Jake: What the hell was that all about?
Tad: Comic relief.

Judge: All right, everyone. We're moving on. And if I hear so much as a hiccup from any of you, I'll throw you in jail, too. Get it? Ms. Coulson, please call your next witness.
Leslie: I call Gillian Andrassy Martin.
Gillian: And Jake told me that he wanted me to be happy because if I were happy I could make a happy home for Colby. And that's when I knew that he would be the perfect husband and the perfect father for Colby.
Leslie: Thank you, Mrs. Martin. I think that's all we need to know.
Gillian: Oh, oh -- excuse me. I forgot to say that if Jake and I do get custody of Colby, I plan to join the PTA.
Judge: Well, I'm sure they'll be very pleased. Thank you. Cross, Mr. Montgomery?
Jack: Yes, your honor. Good afternoon, Mrs. Martin.
Gillian: Good afternoon.
Jack: Now, you told this court that you thought Jake Martin would be the perfect husband. And you've had some experience with husbands, haven't you? I mean, this is not the first time you've been married.
Gillian: No, it's not. So?
Jack: So, the first time you got married, you didn't get married for love, did you? You got married so you could get a green card and stay in this country. Is that not true?
Gillian: Yes.
Jack: You were so convincing that you actually fooled an agent from the department of immigration, a man by the name of Pinkerton, into believing that you two were actually in love.
Gillian: We had to.
Jack: You had to lie. And in fact, you lied so well that you convinced a trained professional. So you would understand it if we, in this courtroom, since you only married Jake martin a few days ago, would be just a little bit suspicious that maybe this was just another marriage of convenience.
Gillian: Yes.
Jack: To supply a ready-made mother for Colby and to make your second husband's custody case much stronger.
Gillian: I love my husband with all my heart and soul.
Jack: "I love my husband with all my heart and soul." Those very words you said to Mr. Pinkerton about your first husband. Let me ask you this. Has Dr. Martin promised you anything in return --
Leslie: Objection!
Jack: For your cooperation in this matter?
Leslie: Your honor, this line of questioning is immaterial.
Jack: May I finish the question?
Leslie: Mrs. Martin's character is not an issue in this case.
Jack: Oh, is that right? Well, you certainly made my client's husband's character an issue.
Judge: He's right, Ms. Coulson. You started it.
Jack: Thank you, judge. Isn't it also true that when you were married to your first husband you had an affair with a local prominent physician?
Gillian: Yes.
Jack: And then there's the matter of the $100,000 that you received for doing what, exactly?

Erica: Well, she's sadly mistaken if she thinks I'm just going to roll over. I'll have her thrown off the bench. I'll have her disbarred.
Derek: Please, Erica. You're disturbing the other prisoner
Erica: I want my phone call now.
Derek: Ok, ok. Here.
Erica: Thank you. Yes, yes, hello. It's Erica Kane for Dr. Hayward. Emergency surgery -- why aren't I surprised?
Erica: Yes, hello. Erica Kane for Mr. Cortlandt. Well, put me through to the Australian office. No, no, never mind. Don't do that. It'll be much too late. Hello, Glamorama?
Derek: That's three calls already, Erica.
Erica: Shh. Erica Kane for Opal.
Rae: Opal is in the middle of a major crisis right now.
Erica: Who is this?
Rae: Erica, it's Rae. Can I help you?
Erica: Is Myrtle there, by any chance?
Rae: Yeah. Yeah, as a matter of fact, she is. She's resting. She overtired herself, so I insisted that she take a nap. So what's up?
Erica: Well, I'm not in the habit of sharing my problems with a total stranger. Look, I need Myrtle.
Do you understand that? Myrtle is who I need, so why don't you just, please, take the phone up to her and put her on the phone and do it now.
Erica: Who does she think she is, cutting me off? Are you kidding? Well, ok, she's Myrtle's daughter, apparently, I guess so. But that doesn't make her Myrtle's guard dog. And I would never Myrtle. Me? I love Myrtle. I love Myrtle as if she were my own mother.
Derek: Erica?
Erica: What? What is it now? I'm a very good girl, keeping my voice down, not even going to be here very much longer because I have messages in to Dr. Hayward, Opal, and Palmer Cortlandt. And one of them is going to be here very soon and bail me out.
Derek: Somebody's here now.
Erica: Oh, who? David?
Rae: Sorry to disappoint you, Erica. It's just me.

Alex: Don't you think you're letting your imagination run away with you? Oh, I don't want to talk about myself anymore. Have you ever seen London at night?
Edmund: Yeah, but not with a local.
Alex: Oh, it doesn't get more local than me. Let's go.

Becca: Any luck finding Leo?
Opal: No, he gave me the slip. But I will find him. In one afternoon, that boy ruined any career I might have had as a model/spokesperson.
Becca: Oh, it's going be ok.
Greenlee: I don't blame you one bit. I volunteer to be the miracle mask girl just to please you, but this isn't your fault.
Ryan: I know it isn't, but I still feel so bad.
Greenlee: Don't, don't. I'll be perfectly fine in 24 hours. Maybe 48.
Ryan: Hey, you still have those basketball tickets, right?
Greenlee: What? I can't possibly go looking like this. But I can't let Gran see me, either. I can't go home. I guess I'm going to have to go with you whether I want to or not.
Ryan: Good. It'll get your mind off this trouble.

Leo: You've been avoiding me.
Becca: No, I just -- I've been so busy. Just work, work, work work, work.
Leo: That's not it. Come on, Becca. I mean, you don't have to be embarrassed. All we did was kiss.

Jack: And so that's why you became a fugitive from the law.
Gillian: I did that because I loved my husband very much.
Jack: You loved him -- the man you married to get a green card.
Gillian: Yes.
Jack: Well, whether you loved him or not --

Jake: How much longer is he going to go on with this nonsense? I got to stop him.
Joe: No, no, you can't stop him. You'll just end up downstairs like Erica. Look, I hate what he's doing as much as you do, but that's what lawyers do. I mean, I think he's just doing his job.
Ruth: And a pretty ugly job it is, too, abusing a poor young woman that way.

Gillian: But I've changed ever since I've known Jake. I look at things differently. I'm not the same person anymore.
Jack: Really? Since when? Since this morning? Since last week? Because up until very recently, Princess Gillian Andrassy was a very spoiled, very promiscuous young woman who married one man and slept with another.
Gillian: I've already admitted that.
Jack: What have you admitted, exactly? Besides a profession of true love and an indication that you would one day like to join the PTA., What else have you told this court that will convince this court that you would be a better mother to Colby than Liza? Look at Liza. Look at her! Now you tell this court that you would be a better mother than the woman who carried this child, than the woman who gave birth to this child? Is that what your idea of love is, to tear a child away from her natural mother?
Gillian: No, of course that's not what I want.

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