Ryan: For my lady.
Gillian: A flower. Thank you.
Ryan: Well, you know, I keep my promises. Now, what do you say you and me do that petal thing on the couch. We have the whole yacht to ourselves.
Ryan: Well, shouldn't we get ready for Leo and Greenlee's engagement party?
Ryan: What? No. I want to do a little celebrating of my own.

[Knock on door]

Edmund: Anybody home?
Gillian: Hi!
Ryan: Hey!
Edmund: Oh, sorry to interrupt.
Ryan: No. Hey, Edmund, what's up? Hey, both of you. Hello.
Anna: I hope you don't mind.
Ryan: No, no. Come on in.
Gillian: Hey, Alex. Nice to see you. What a wonderful surprise. Where's Dimitri?
Edmund: He's at a business meeting -- Marick Enterprises. Look, it's boring. That's why we're escaping.
Gillian: Oh. Well, can you stay for a little bit?
Anna: If it's no trouble.
Gillian: Can I get you something?
Edmund: A spot of tea. Alex?
Anna: Tea. Great.
Gillian: Tea. Tea coming up for everybody.

Ryan: Since when do you drink tea?
Edmund: I don't. I needed to get us alone. And this is not Alex.
Ryan: Anna?
Edmund: I had to get her out of Wildwind. There's a hit man hired to kill her.

Tad: What did Adam mean his lawyer was going to be in touch?
Dixie: Listen, it's just Adam being Adam, ok? Ignore him.
Tad: Maybe, once I know what's going on.
Dixie: Junior was suspended from school.
Tad: What happened?
Dixie: Listen, I don't want to -- nobody should have bothered you, ok? I'm sorry that they called you.
Tad: What are you talking about? I'm the emergency contact. They're supposed to call me. You didn't change that, did you?
Dixie: No.
Tad: Good. Don't. Where is he? Is he in the principal's office?
Dixie: I think he went right to Adam's.
Tad: Dixie, what is it? What's wrong?
Dixie: Nothing. Listen, I'm sorry. I don't want to drag you into all of this.
Tad: No, don't, don't, don't. Don't even finish the thought, ok? It's ok. It's all right. I mean, as long as there's breath in this body, I'm involved.

Sweeney: What's up with Miss Gay Pride? What is this, a new cause now?
Ken: Yeah, who does she think she is, a narc in training?
J.R.: Shut up. Bianca's ok.
Marcus: Well, Shannon's not. Her parents practically put a radio collar on her, and it's all because of that little snitch.
Sweeney: Maybe Bianca wouldn't be so uptight if she came over to our side for a while, huh?
Ken: I'll turn her back.
Marcus: Don't even -- don't even worry about it. I tried screwing with Bianca. Girlfriend likes girlfriends.
J.R.: I said lay off.
Sweeney: Hey, chill out. What, do you thing you're the one who can do it, huh? My boy here thinks he's got the right stuff.
Marcus: Better bring mascara and lipstick.

[Boys laugh]

Leo: Greenlee, please. Believe me, it's not what you think.
Greenlee: How do you know what I think?
Leo: Because I know you, and you jump to conclusions. But you're wrong this time.
Greenlee: And I know you, too, Leo, and I know when you're lying and keeping secrets, so don't even try it.
Vanessa: Oh,
Greenlee: You've even got your mother in on it.
Leo: No, no, no. It's -- it's actually the other way around.
Greenlee: It doesn't matter. I don't care whose idea it was. It's fantastic! I would love to go to Verona on our honeymoon!

[Greenlee laughs]

Vanessa: Oh.
[Vanessa laughs]

Vanessa: Ooh.

Roger: Yes, can you tell me if flight 400 from Verona has landed? Thank you. Your on-time record is excellent.

Greenlee: I have the most fantastic, wonderful fiancée on the whole planet. How did I get so lucky? Greenlee: We're going
to Verona!
Leo: Yeah.
Greenlee: We'll be like Romeo and Juliet.
Leo: Yeah.
Greenlee: Well, not exactly them. But Italy's a perfect place for a honeymoon. Oh, it's so romantic. And while we're there, we can shoot down the coast of Positano, and then maybe zip over to Milan and pick up a few leather pieces.
Leo: Whoa, Greenlee. Slow down, slow down. You're making this sound like it's going to be a month-long excursion. I was thinking more like a week.
Greenlee: But you know we can't do anything in a week, especially when you're traveling abroad.
Leo: Yeah, but I can't take time off from work. And -- and I don't want to take advantage of Vanessa's generosity. This honeymoon trip to Verona is her gift to us. Isn't that right, mother?
Vanessa: Oh, yes. Absolutely. And, oh, with much love.
Greenlee: Really? That's amazing. But if I chip in, we could extend our trip.
Leo: No, no, Greenlee, you know the rule. The deal is I pay or we don't play, remember?
Greenlee: But -- ok, ok. We don't even have a definite date yet, so it's too soon to get locked into an itinerary.
Leo: Greenlee, come on.
Greenlee: Ok, ok. We'll do it your way.
Leo: All right.
Greenlee: Macho pride. Oh! I've got to call the caterers and make sure we're all set. Should I tell them that we're running late?
Leo: No, tell them we'll be on time.
Greenlee: All right. Well, I can't use my cell phone in the hospital, so I'll be right back. Oh!

Leo: Ok, ok, ok. I know. I know I stuck you with the trip to Verona, but how the hell am I going to pay for it?
Vanessa: Oh, no, no, no.
Leo: You saw how excited she was.
Vanessa: Please, forget about that. What I'm about to say to you is more important than any trip, darling. Look, Leo, I realize I haven't been, well, the ideal mother, but please listen to me right now because what I'm about to say is the most important thing I'll ever tell you in life. Do not go to that party tonight. You grab Greenlee you catch the first flight to Vegas, to Madagascar, anywhere. But you grab her and you marry her immediately.

Laura: So bring the little red sundress and the turquoise one and even the black one just in case. No, I'll see you when you get here. Yes, thank you so much. I'll see you soon. Bye.

Brooke: What a gorgeous girl.
Laura: Hi, Mom. How're you feeling?
Brooke: You're asking me?
Laura: Yeah. You look a little tired.
Brooke: Oh, Honey, I'm fine.
Laura: Good. I know you've been through so much in the past few days. I'm so sorry.
Brooke: Hey, hey. We don't have to get into any of that at all. And you're looking pinker, and I'm so glad.
Laura: Really?
Brooke: Yeah.
Laura: Well, because if I'm not looking too ghostly, I'd like to get out of here tonight.
Brooke: Honey, I think tonight would be pushing it.
Laura: No, seriously. Would you please call Dr. Martin and ask him if I can be released? There's someplace I want to be tonight.
Brooke: Laura, I think this is going to have to wait.
Laura: Well, it can't.
Brooke: What is so urgent?
Laura: Leo and Greenlee's engagement party. I have to be there, Mom. It's crucial. Really.
Brooke: Laura, you can't go anywhere. Your heart --
Laura: What -- what about my heart?

Edmund: Dimitri hired a private investigator to find the pilot who flew us to Canada. Turns out the pilot's in jail for smuggling. But Dimitri agreed to post his bail if he would admit that Charlotte's organization hired him. He also told them there's a hit out on Anna and that they know she's in Wildwind.
Ryan: So you want her to stay here with Gillian, right after I lied to her, telling here that Anna's Alex --
Edmund: Just for a few hours. Ryan, we're out of options.
Ryan: Listen to me. Edmund, I want to help you. I do. And obviously I don't want anything to happen to you, but there's got to be a better place to hide. I don't want to put Gillian in danger. And to be completely honest, I don't think this yacht is the best place for you to hide. Vanessa Cortlandt was shot on deck here.
Anna: All right. I understand your hesitation. I don't blame you at all. We'll find somewhere else. Edmund: I don't want to risk it. It's up to you, Ryan.

Gillian: Tea time!
Anna: All right. And then Edmund and I are leaving.
Edmund: Are we?
Gillian: What's going on?
Ryan: Um -- you know what? I think we should go to Leo and Greenlee's engagement party. You know, it's kind of getting late, so why don't we skip tea. We'll get dressed and get out of here.
Gillian: But you just said you didn't want to go. What changed your mind?

J.R.: Even if Bianca was straight, you think she'd be interested in any one of you? You guys are idiots.
Sweeney: Whoa. Easy. Hey, relax, Dude. You can have her all to yourself, ok?
J.R.: Bianca's my friend, nothing more.
Ken: Well, what about that time I saw you at the party trying to be all Mack Daddy with her?
J.R.: What are you talking about? I've known Bianca since she was a kid.
Marcus: Well, did you guys play dolls together, or was she more interested in football?

Officer: Hey, guys. How's it going? Ah, what's that, Sweeney? Come on, don't you have a friendlier greeting for me?
Sweeney: Oh, hello, Officer.
Officer: Why aren't you guys home doing homework?
Sweeney: We're studying here.
Officer: So, if I was to open your backpack, would I find it crammed full of books or something else? That is your backpack, isn't it? What's the special today, boys?
Sweeney: Wait. Look -- you don't need to go in there, ok?
Officer: Are you resisting an officer?
Sweeney: No, it's -- but -- I was just --
Officer: But what?
J.R.: But you don't have the right to go in his backpack.
Officer: Is that right?
J.R.: Yeah, that's right. You can't go in that bag without a search warrant.

Tad: Look, if I'm crowding you, you tell me. I'll back off, ok? But I really, really would love to help if I can, especially where Junior's concerned. You know how much I love him.
Dixie: I know you do, and I'm really extremely grateful for your help. I just don't feel like I have any real right to ask.
Tad: You're not. I'm offering.
Dixie: Maybe I should just go home, ok?
Tad: Ok, fine. I'll tell you what. Let me just drive you, ok? Because you look a little shaky.
Dixie: It's ok. Forget it. I don't think I should go back there.
Tad: Home? Why not?
Dixie: Because it's not home. It doesn't feel like home. It feels like a place like I live, ok?
Tad: Dixie, what the hell is going on? Why was JR suspended?
Dixie: He gave money to another student to write his term paper. And then when he was pressed about it, he lied about it -- or he tried to -- and then he didn't show any remorse whatsoever. He was actually acting a little bit like --
Tad: Adam.
Dixie: Adam.
Tad: Right.
Dixie: And then Adam shows up, and he starts throwing his weight around, not making junior take any responsibility for his actions.
Tad: Dixie, you got to get -- you got to get Junior home right now. You got to get him away from Adam as soon as possible.
Dixie: I know, but I don't know if I can do that.
Tad: Of course you can do that. You're his mother.
Dixie: But Adam is his father, and if -- if I provoke Adam --
Tad: Why? What's going to happen? What did he say to you?
Dixie: He threatened to go after custody.
Tad: Oh, well, I'm sorry. There's no way in hell I'm about to let that happen.
Dixie: I -- I can do this. I should do this myself.
Tad: What is it with you? Why -- why do you have this incredible need to shoulder responsibilities by yourself?
Dixie: Because it's my mess, Tad. I'll clean it up.
Tad: Look -- I broke a vow that I made to Junior that we would always be together as family. You know? And I'd like to think that in spite of how screwed up everything is right now that in some way we still are. The fact is, as far as my heart is concerned, I'm as involved in this as you are.
Dixie: You really love him. Tad: You know I do. We've lost too much already. We can't lose that boy to Adam.

Ms. Singer: Mrs. Martin? Oh, hello, Mr. Martin. I assume you know what happened.
Tad: Yeah, I really appreciate the call, too.
Ms. Singer: Here are the particulars for JR'S suspension.
Dixie: Thank you.
Ms. Singer: Where did he go?
Dixie: Well, I thought he was finished. He went to his father's house.
Ms. Singer: Well, if you have any questions, please call me.
Dixie: I will. And thank you. And I'm so sorry for what happened.
Ms. Singer: I know family upheaval can cause a child to act out. I'm here if there's anything else you need.
Tad: Thank you.
Dixie: Thanks.
[Door closes]

Dixie: Feels like the whole town knows what's going on.
Tad: Come on. Forget about that. Listen, do you think that JR went straight back to Adam's?
Dixie: I guess so. Why?
Tad: It's just a hunch, but I would kind of expect him to stop someplace and blow off a little steam first.
Dixie: You're probably right. I know where he hangs out.
Tad: Good. Mind if I drive?
Dixie: Ok. Let's go.
Tad: All right.

Officer: You want to repeat that, son?
J.R.: Absolutely. It's the law. You can't look in that bag without a search warrant. We're all witnesses.
Officer: Witnesses to what?
J.R.: Illegal search and seizure. Without probable cause, it's harassment, Buddy.
Ken: Whoa.
Sweeney: Dude, that's awesome.
Officer: You guys got some smart mouths -- especially you.
J.R.: So now you're going to prohibit me from my freedom of speech?
Officer: That's it. Show me some ID. Who do you think you are, F. Lee Bailey Jr.?
J.R.: No Adam Chandler Jr.
J.R.: Recognize me now?

Ryan: Yeah, I know I said originally that we shouldn't go to the engagement party, but Alex and Edmund convinced me that we should be there for Leo.
Gillian: You just said this morning you'd rather scrub seaweed off the hull than toast to their engagement.
Ryan: Did I say that? You know, I was thinking about it, and how would Leo feel if some of his closest friends weren't there to wish him well? You got to admit, other than Bianca and Laura, we're it for Leo.
Gillian: And Greenlee doesn't have any friends, either.
Ryan: Yeah, exactly. And I must admit that my motives aren't completely noble. I want to show off my wife a little bit.
Gillian: And I'd like to show you off a little bit. Ok. You guys sure it's ok if we just abandon you?
Edmund: No, we insist you do.
Anna: Have a wonderful time.
Ryan: You guys stay here, enjoy the tea. Enjoy the boat while we're gone.
Gillian: Yeah. And no singing. No singing without us, ok, Alex?
Anna: Singing? No, I won't.
Ryan: Gillian, why don't you go first? You take longer.
Gillian: I do not. Bye, you guys.
Edmund: Have fun.
Gillian: Thanks.

Ryan: Listen, so -- I don't know. I'll tell the captain to take the boat out for a couple of hours so that nobody can sneak onboard or anything like that. But when you come back to the dock, I need you to make other arrangements. You have to be gone by the time Gillian and I get back here, ok?
Edmund: A few hours is all we need. Appreciate it.
Anna: Thanks, Ryan. We'll make sure no harm will come to either of you.

Laura: What about my heart?
Brooke: I don't want it to be broken. You know? Honey, why do you want to go to that party?
Laura: Because I just -- I have to go.
Brooke: I think it's going to be too painful for you. I mean, it's Leo's engagement party to Greenlee.
Laura: Mom, you talk like Leo and I were an item. But it fizzled long before that ever happened.
Brooke: I know you still care about him, ok? And Leo's going to be in Greenlee's arms.
Laura: Mother, I'm a big girl. I can handle it.
Brooke: I don't understand why you even want to. You don't have anything to prove there.
Laura: Mom, I -- I have to show Greenlee that she can't faze me, that she can't she her relationship in my face anytime she wants to.

Leo: I am going to marry Greenlee -- after I sign the prenup.
Vanessa: Oh, hang the prenup. You marry her before anything happens. Look, you take my car keys, you grab Greenlee, and you find the nearest justice of the peace.
Leo: That would make you happy, wouldn't it? For me to marry Greenlee without signing the prenup because that's really all you care about is the money, right, Mother?
Vanessa: All right. Of course I care about the money. But I care more about you, Leo. Leo, listen, you love that girl. You want to marry her. She wants to marry you. She's a beautiful, wealthy heiress. So what's wrong with this picture? Absolutely nothing! Darling, you're on the brink of a fabulous life.
Leo: Yeah, and then you can capitalize on it, right?
Vanessa: I am honestly thinking about you, not myself.
Leo: Hmm.
Vanessa: No, no. Listen to me. Do not throw away this wonderful opportunity. You marry Greenlee while you have a chance.
Leo: Listen to me. I'm going to get the prenup signed first thing tomorrow morning. After that, I'm going to marry Greenlee. Happily ever after is going to have to start after that.

Roger: Don't bet on it.

Vanessa: You are being impossibly stubborn --

Greenlee: Well, we're all set. They're going to meet us at the loft. Then all we have to do is go by the cleaners and pick up our clothes.
Leo: All right. Well, I guess we better roll, then. I won't be needing these, will I?
Greenlee: Those aren't yours. Do you need a lift? You are coming to our party, right?
Vanessa: Oh, yes. Of course, Darling. Palmer and I wouldn't miss it at all. I accidentally handed -- my car is fine.
Greenlee: All righty, then.
Vanessa: Ok.
Greenlee: See you later, Mama.
Vanessa: All right.

Brooke: You know, you've told me sometimes you feel like you have things all figured out. I don't think this is one of those times, Honey. I don't, all right? I think the best thing for you to do right now is to stay in for your emotional well-being and your health.
Laura: I feel fine.
Brooke: Sweetie, you haven't been released yet. And until you're released, this is the best place for you -- here, in your bed. And I'm putting my foot down, ok?
Laura: Party pooper.
Brooke: Proud of it. Are you ok?
Laura: Yeah, it's cool.
Brooke: You sure? All right. Listen, I'm going to stop at the office real quick before I stop home and see Jamie. I need to make sure Mrs. Calloway has made him finish his homework.
Laura: See, I should be home. That way you wouldn't have the neighbors having to look after Jamie.
Brooke: You will be released when it's time for you to be released. I don't want you to fret. I just want you to get well.
Laura: I'm working on it.
Brooke: I know. Just keep it that way, ok? Ok. I'll see you soon.

Bianca: Hey.
Laura: Hey. Oh, did you bring everything?
Bianca: Yeah, I think so. What's going on? Were you released?
Laura: And you didn't forget the shoes?
Bianca: No. Laura, you mind telling me what's going on here?
Laura: Thank you so much.
Bianca: Why you had me bring three of my dresses over?
Laura: Because we're going to a party. And first you have to make me look gorgeous. And then you have to help me sneak out of here.

Officer: What's that supposed to be?
J.R.: Incentive.
Officer: Incentive for what?
J.R.: Incentive to let us go about our business. You can forget this whole meeting ever happened.
Officer: You some kind of smart guy?
J.R.: Yes, I am. And if you're smart, you'll take this and leave us alone, Officer.
Sweeney: Oh, man.

[Boys laugh]

Officer: Shut up. I know you.
J.R.: Of course you do. I told you -- I'm Adam Chandler Jr.
Officer: You play on my son Jerry's soccer tea you're that prima donna that takes all the shots. You think you run the world, don't you? Rich little punk. What, you think you can buy me?

Edmund: So what do we drink to?
Anna: Survival.
Edmund: That's basic, instinctual, and necessary. To survival.
Anna: I have a confession to make. You know, I'm not real comfortable on this boat.
Edmund: You feeling ill?
Anna: No, just uneasy. I don't like not having the ground underneath me. I mean, it's not that I couldn't swim if I had to.
Edmund: So much for a moonlight dip.
Anna: Not tonight, anyway.
Edmund: I don't really like boats much, either. You know, I'll let Dimitri keep his yachts and his jets. Give me terra firma.
Anna: Terra firma.

[Sound of engine running]

Edmund: Anna?
Anna: The floor -- it's vibrating.
Edmund: Anna, why don't you sit down?
Anna: Oh, God, that light -- it's so -- the light's so vibrant. Ah -- oh! It's blinding me!

[Anna screams]

Leo: Are you sure Jake's cool with this, Greenlee?
Greenlee: What? Sure. Yeah, he's on call tonight, so what does he care?

[Noise]

Greenlee: Did you hear that?
Leo: Are you sure nobody's here?
Greenlee: Yeah, the lights were off when we came in. Someone must have come through the fire escape. Oh, God, we don't have time for this. People are going to be here any minute, Leo. Do something. Do something!
Leo: Whoever you are, you better come out here right now!
Greenlee: The cops are on the way!

[Leo and Greenlee scream]

Leo: We thought you were at the hospital!
Jake: Put that thing down! You're out here screaming at the top of your lungs!
Greenlee: We didn't know you were home. I checked your schedule. You're supposed to be on call tonight.
Jake: Well, Greenlee, schedules change. Now, what are you checking out my schedule for, anyway?
Greenlee: Well --

Pat: Jake?
Leo: Oh --
Pat: What's going on?
Leo: Man. I'm so sorry.
Greenlee: You're not alone.
Jake: Yeah.
Greenlee: We meet again.
Pat: Yes. What a coincidence. Excuse me.
Greenlee: Whoops.
Jake: You got exactly two minutes to explain what's going on.
Leo: Jake, don't lose your pants -- again. We got our wires mixed up. What, did you forget about the party?
Jake: What party?
Leo: The engagement party.
Jake: Greenlee.
Greenlee: You weren't
supposed to be here. Leo: You didn't tell him?
Greenlee: He wasn't supposed to be here.
Leo: Oh, man.

[Knock on door]

Greenlee: That would be the caterer or the florist --
Jake: What?
Greenlee: Or our party guests. Shall I let them in?
Leo: Ok, Jake. Looks like the party's happening -- like now, tonight. So the question is, are you going to greet our guests in your skivvies, or are you going to put on your pants like a big boy?

[Knock]

Jake: Don't push your luck. You know, we're having a party? You better get the door. We're having a party.
Greenlee: Oh, yeah. Our guests a going to be waiting.
Jake: Yeah.
Greenlee: Oh, but, Jake -- I figured you were the type for boxers.

Edmund: Anna, what is it? What do you remember?
Anna: The noise. The deck was shaking. Planks were buckling up and splitting in two.
Edmund: It was a boat? You remember? Was it the tanker?
Anna: Oh -- where I almost died. The stench -- fuel oil. And it was so hot. I want to remember, but I don't want these memories.
Edmund: Ok, just try to stay calm. Just -- you're ok, you're safe, and there's not going to be an explosion.
Anna: Oh.
Edmund: You're ok. You made it.
Anna: Yeah. You're right. It's in the past.

Laura: Ok, so, which dress? This turquoise sundress or the black embroidered one?
Bianca: You know, Laura, I really like what you're wearing. It's far more appropriate for bed, which is where you're staying.
Laura: Bianca, you're starting to sound like my mother.
Bianca: Well, have you been released from the hospital?
Laura: I feel fine. I'm totally up for a party tonight.
Bianca: You know, Laura, I haven't even decided if I'm going.
Laura: Oh, you're going with me. Now, which dress do I wear? This one? Oh, better yet, which one do you want to wear?
Bianca: You're insane.
Laura: Undoubtedly, but I'm still going. And you haven't answered my question. I kind of feel like going as a woman in black.
Bianca: Ok, Laura. You look better. Just don't -- don't let Greenlee get to you. It's not worth it.
Laura: Oh, you're wrong. It's totally worth it. And my health is ok. Come on, Bianca. I mean, how did you feel when you found out Sarah was marrying someone for all the wrong reasons? Didn't you just want to put all the stops in and show her what a mistake she was making?
Bianca: Is that what you're going to do tonight, show Leo what a mistake he's making?
Laura: Well, maybe. I mean, what if I walk in there more gracious and supportive than Greenlee could ever be? Maybe he'll notice. And even if he doesn't, I just -- I have to show Greenlee that she hasn't won. I have to reclaim some dignity. I mean, I threw myself at Leo. I practically trashed myself. I was feeling so pathetic. I have to go. Bianca, can't you understand?
Bianca: I do, Laura. I really do.
Laura: Good. Then you're with me. Wait -- before you answer that, just know I'm going with or without you. It'd be much easier if you were by my side.

J.R.: You want my arm to fall off? You know, Ben doesn't really like flapping around in the wind. One good gust, he might be gone for good.
Officer: Then put it away before you lose it, kid.
J.R.: There's a lot more where that came from. You know, it's too bad. Could've bought soccer lessons for your kid.
Sweeney: Oh --
Officer: Oh, that's it. You punks are going to the station, starting with you. Come on.
J.R.: Ow.
Marcus: Hey -- hey, hey, hey, hey --
JR.: No justification --
Sweeney: We weren't doing nothing.
Officer: You guys --

Ken: We didn't do anything.
Officer: Hey, don't make me add resisting arrest.

Dixie: What are you doing?
Officer: I'm taking him in.
Dixie: J.R. --
Dixie: J.R., stop it! Stop! Just relax!
Tad: What the hell --
officer: Back off, lady!
Tad: Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy, take it easy. Listen, Officer, everything's fine. Everything's cool, ok? Hey, we're calm, all right? We're calm. Dixie, we're calm. This is the boy's mother.
J.R.: Get out of here, both of you! Mom, leave me alone!
Officer: Great way to talk to your mom.
Dixie: J.R. --
Officer: You --
Tad: Hey, hey, hey --
Officer: You better wise up. You're going in. You're under arrest for assaulting an officer and resisting arrest. You have the right to remain silent.

Edmund: You had a memory of a boat explosion because you're on a boat. And you're here because there's a threat of danger.
Anna: When will it end, Edmund?
Edmund: Look, we're out at sea and we're safe. When we get back to docking, we'll go to Wildwind. We'll take care of whatever we have to face together. But for now, why don't we make the most of what we got here?

Brooke: Sweetie, I know you weren't expecting me, but I thought I would bring some reading material for you to wile away the -- Laura? Laura, are you in the bathroom?

Jake: Hey, how you doing? Laura, my gosh. Look at you. You look lovely. Bianca, wow. Come on in, come on in.
Laura: Thank you.
Jake: So, Laura, I had no idea you were being released from the hospital today.
Laura: Oh -- well, it was a last-minute decision.
Jake: Yeah, yeah.
Laura: Oh, look, there's Ryan and Gillian.
Bianca: Let's go say hi.

Opal: Hey, handsome.
Laura: Thanks for coming with me. I don't see Leo or Greenlee anywhere.
Bianca: You know, Laura, we're just going to make an appearance here and then go straight back to the hospital like you promised. Jake almost busted us.

Opal: Well, I didn't realize you were having a party here. Excuse me for barging in, but, you know, I've been driving around for the last week with this in my back seat, meaning to get it to you, and so --
Jake: Well, wait a minute.
Opal: I happened to be passing by --
Jake: For me? This should be for Leo and Greenlee.
Opal: Well, it's a gift. It's a house warming gift for you, silly. Nothing special. But, you know, why would I be giving a gift to Leo and Greenlee, anyway?
Jake: Well, because it's -- this is their engagement party. That's why.
Opal: Oh, this party is for them? Oh, my stars. Oh, my stars. There's Palmer and Vanessa.
Jake: Yeah.
Opal: I am out of here.
Roger: I hope you don't mean that. I'd love to have you stay as my guest.
Jake: Oh, wow. Evidently you were on the invitation list. That's surprising.
Roger: Don't be ridiculous. This is my daughter's engagement party. Where is the happy couple, anyway?

Greenlee: Why are we on the roof?
Leo: Because I want to spend a moment alone with you before we get caught up in the madness.
Greenlee: That's sweet.
Leo: See that sky, Greens? It's not big enough to hold all the love I feel for you. I know I can't give you a lot of expensive gifts and things right now, but I can give you all the love in the world. I want to be a man that you can be proud of.
Greenlee: Leo.
Leo: Tomorrow we're getting that prenup signed. After that, I can't wait to make you my wife.
Greenlee: I can't wait, either. I love you, Leo. You've made me so happy.

Vanessa: Darling, excuse me for just a moment, would you please, because I think there's a little trouble at the door. Ah, Jake --
Jake: Yes?
Vanessa: I'll handle this.
Jake: Nice seeing you, Opal.
Opal: Likewise.

Vanessa: What are you doing here? Neither one of you is on the guest list.
Roger: It's just been amended.
Vanessa: My son doesn't want you here, and neither does your daughter.
Roger: You know, it's a shame that Greenlee and I haven't been closer. But after tonight, she'll know she can rely on me no matter what.


ON THE NEXT - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Dixie: You are not locking up my son.

Anna: Who are you? Come out of there!

Erica: Where is Laura?
Brooke: She has no idea that the stress on her heart could be fatal.

Greenlee: Leo, who is that woman?