J.R.: Man, this really stinks.
Officer: Yeah? Yeah? Well, life is rough.
J.R.: You have no right to arrest me.
Officer: Bribing a police officer, assaulting a police officer -- Kid, I got you dead to rights.
J.R.: You were harassing my friends.
Officer: Your friends are loser punks.
Dixie: Hey, hey, watch it. You don't have to be so rough. He's just a kid.
Officer: This is how it starts, folks.
Tad: Listen, he wasn't hurting anyone, ok? He was hanging out with some friends at the boathouse.
Dixie: He's never been in trouble like this before. If you just let me explain --
J.R.: Mom, butt out, ok? I can take care of myself.
Dixie: J.R., Let me talk, ok?
J.R.: Mom, I don't want you here.

Anna: Ugh.
Edmund: Cold? Anna: No, I keep thinking about the boat explosion -- the smoke and the panic and knowing I was going to die.
Edmund: Shows you what you know.
Anna: Huh. You know what's weird about not having memory is that you rely solely on your intuition.
Edmund: What's your intuition telling you now?
Anna: There's someone out there after me, very close.
Edmund: We're on the alert. Alex and Dimitri are going through a triple security check at Wildwind. If there's one of Charlotte's people there, we'll find them.
Anna: I have enemies, and I don't know why. What makes me so bloody dangerous, you know? I mean, if I could remember that, then maybe we can get rid of this threat that hangs over us constantly. But I don't remember, no matter how hard I try.
Edmund: That's it. I know why you can't remember.

Brooke: Oh, Laura.
Erica: Brooke. Brooke, I have wonderful news. Listen to me. Jack spoke to the surgeon at the prison infirmary and the operation on David's hand is a complete success.
Jack: Hayward's going to be shipped back to jail until he goes on trial.
Erica: So that means all we have to do is fix it so that David can perform that special test on Laura's heart.
Brooke: It may have to wait.
Erica: Are you kidding? Of course not. Laura needs this as soon as we can arrange it.
Jack: Brooke, I hope you don't mind. Erica filled me in. I -- I understand Laura's a very sick young woman.
Erica: Brooke? Where is Laura?
Brooke: She left the hospital. She has no idea that the stress on her heart could be fatal.

Opal: Well, I like you. That's kind of you to say.
Bianca: Laura, are you sure this is the best way to get over Leo?
Laura: Well, it's a theory I'm testing. To inoculate yourself from a disease --
Bianca: You expose yourself to it.
Laura: Yes. But there's one glitch. I can't test my own resistance if Leo's a no-show at his own engagement party.

Liza: Tell me again why we're here.
Adam: We're putting in an appearance.
Liza: Leo and Greenlee are not exactly our best friends. Adam: Woodruff and Millicent would never forgive us if we snubbed their granddaughter.
Liza: I would rather be home with my daughter, reading her a bedtime story.
Adam: So would I. Let's say we make a quick trip around, one lap around, offer our sincere congratulations, and then rush off to our angel face. Ready?
Liza: Set, go.

Vanessa: Excuse me.
Roger: Excuse me.
Vanessa: Roger, when are you going to take the money I gave you and get the hell out of town?
Roger: Greenlee can't walk herself down the aisle.
Vanessa: You so delight in torturing me, don't you, Dear?
Roger: Vanessa, Darling, I have only just begun. Well, look who's here. Mom! Dad!

Greenlee: Come on. Come on, Leo. Our guests are waiting. Come on.
Leo: No, they can wait, they can wait, they can wait. Greenlee: But the party's being thrown in our honor. I want to bask in the spotlight, revel at being the center of so much love.
Leo: I hate to break this to you, Greenlee, but most of the folks down there don't love us -- or can stand us, for that matter.
Greenlee: They want to be us. That's even better. And we get presents. Personally, I prefer the ones with envelopes, the ones with cash. How about you?
Leo: Uh -- Baby, how's this for a plan. First thing tomorrow morning, we drive to Elk Green and we get married -- right after we sign the prenup. What do you say? How would you like to be my runaway bride?
Greenlee: Leo. You want to elope?
Leo: You like the idea, Greenlee. I can tell.
Greenlee: It's impossibly romantic and impulsive and unexpected.
Leo: Come on, let's seize --
Greenlee: Oh!
Leo: Let's seize the moment. Let's make it ours. Come on.
Greenlee: You know I'd do anything for you.
Leo: We can sneak down the back stairs. We'll make a clean getaway. Come on.
Greenlee: That's sweet, Leo, but we're engaged, not on the lam.
Leo: I don't want to wait to make you my wife. Come on.
Greenlee: We're practically living together now.
Leo: It's not the same!
Greenlee: But I'm a wife in training. I need experience before tying the knot.
Leo: We'll learn together, Greenlee. We'll learn together. Mr. And Mrs. 101. School starts as soon as we find the justice of peace. Come on.
Greenlee: I'm getting a vibe here, Leo. Wedding as root canal or some tax audit, something nasty to get over with in a hurry.
Leo: No. That's not how I see it.
Greenlee: Then why the mad dash to the altar?
Leo: Look how our lives have changed, Greenlee. Before we were engaged, it was you and me against the world.
Greenlee: We were hopelessly outnumbered.
Leo: No, we were all we needed. You and me. And -- and then we did get engaged, and it's like our lives were invaded by people we don't even know, who, given the choice, would lob hand grenades rather than rice at the altar.
Greenlee: We have to have friends, Leo.
Leo: Why?
Greenlee: Because that's what newlyweds do. They have other couples over for dinner to show off their new china and their new electric frying pan and their rice cooker.
Leo: We don't want that life, Greenlee. We're Riviera. We're not ranch house. We don't belong in some middle-class crock pot life.
Greenlee: Maybe I want that life.
Leo: No. You've just been watching too much retro TV, Greens. Life on the edge is sharp and exciting. We'll get the prenup signed, and we'll head off to the far frontier. No -- no -- no forwarding address, no destination, nothing.
Greenlee: It's tempting. Running away has always been my best event.
Leo: So what's stopping us?
Greenlee: I am. See, Leo, there's something here that I really want -- a home for the first time in my life. If we're going to live on a budget, I want -- I want to learn how to clip coupons and do my own nails and learn how to stretch hamburger from Monday to Friday.

[Leo laughs]

Greenlee: I want us to have our kids here and have them belong, not be outsiders like we were. I want to try a normal life on for size.
Leo: What if it doesn't quite fit?
Greenlee: That's my dream. Maybe it's silly.
Leo: No. No. No, no, no, baby, no. It's not silly. I want to do whatever makes you happy. I love you. Just you.
Greenlee: I love you, too. Now let's get downstairs and check out the loot. I hope we got a fondue set.
Leo: Avocado or harvest gold?

Woodruff: Roger, show some breeding and find somebody else to torment.
Roger: Oh, come on, Woody. Greenlee's getting married. Can't we at least make a show of family solidarity for her sake?
Millicent: No more shows, Roger.
Woodruff: I refuse to let history repeat itself.

Roger: I agree with you, Woody. I wouldn't wish me on anyone. you should leave before you do something you'll really regret.
Roger: Life is too short for regrets.

Vanessa: Possibly shorter than you think. You do know my reputation.
Roger: Why, Vanessa, are you threatening me?
Vanessa: I'd consider it a warning. If you do anything to discredit Leo, your own daughter is going to disown you.
Roger: You're just upset because I might take care of your gravy train. So cheer up. Hey, maybe Palmer will choke on a cocktail weenie and leave you everything.
Vanessa: Ah --

Palmer: How you could waste even a moment of yr time talking to that man is a mystery.
Vanessa: Oh, Darling, come on. I have to be nice. We're going to be in-laws.
Palmer: Even the idea of being distantly related to Roger Smythe. Smythe. 50 Years ago, he would've had patent leather hair.

Jake: Opal, can I freshen your drink for you?
Opal: Oh, no, thanks, Honey. Actually, what I would like is a little attention from that Roger. He did, after all, invite me to stay as his guest.
Jake: He certainly did. You know, I think Roger's the kind of guy that likes a challenge. If I were you, I would just work the room, let him come after you.
Opal: Maybe I'll just try that, Honey. Thanks.
Jake: Go for it. Oh, boy.

Pat: How much champagne have you had, Doc?
Jake: I haven't had anything stronger than club soda. Why do you ask?
Pat: Well, if someone crashed my place with a surprise party, I'd be through the roof.
Jake: Well, that's because we ER docs, we embrace the challenge of the unexpected.
Pat: Oh, ok. Well, I'm not an ER vet, but this gig's got the feel of a disaster waiting to happen.
Jake: You think so? Well, in that case, I think we'd better carbo load for endurance.

Gillian: Ryan, who knows you better than anybody in the whole wide world?
Ryan: You.
Gillian: Then explain something to me. Why'd you change your mind about coming to this party?
Ryan: Um -- well, I just don't think we get out enough.
Gillian: I'd like to watch some fireworks over the pier.
Ryan: Oh, I have a feeling there's going to be some fireworks right here tonight.
Gillian: I'd prefer it if we make our own fireworks.

Anna: All right, so why can't I remember?
Edmund: Well, I interviewed this Zen master one time, and he said -- and I quote -- "If you really want something, let it go."
Anna: Was he a fan of Sting's?
Edmund: No -- seriously, there's truth to this. If you focus on something and you really want it and you're trying too hard, it'll just go out of your grasp.
Anna: You speaking from experience?
Edmund: Absolutely. Consider my love life.
Anna: So you think that by forcing the memories, it's counterproductive?
Edmund: Yeah.
Anna: All right. Well, then, the opposite of remembering is trying to forget?
Edmund: You can't forget what you can't remember.
Anna: My head is swimming.
Edmund: Swimming. Now, that's the opposite of trying to remember.
Anna: You're not getting me in there. It's freezing.
Edmund: No, not in there. But in there, there's a Jacuzzi about 96 degrees.
Anna: That's a good idea. All right, Zen master. Lead on.

Dixie: J.R., I don't think you realize what kind of trouble you're in.
J.R.: Stay out of it, Mom, ok?
Tad: Dixie, one second. Listen. Don't take this the wrong way, ok, but under the circumstances, I think maybe the best thing for him is a little tough love.
Dixie: He's just a little boy.
Tad: Who knows the difference between right and wrong. And if we clean up his mess, how's that going to help him?
J.R.: I get a phone call. I'd like to call my lawyer, Barry Shire. He's the best money can buy.
Officer: Big whoop.
J.R.: Give me the phone now.
Tad: Officer --
Officer: Are you the kid's dad?
Tad: No, I'm his stepfather.
Officer: Figures he's from a broken home.
Tad: After you process J.R., You think you could release him into his mother's custody?
Officer: Now, that'll be up to the judge.
Tad: When are we going to see the judge?
Officer: Tomorrow. Tonight, your stepson spends the night in lock down at Juvie.
Dixie: What? No, you are not locking up my son!
J.R.: It's no big deal. You guys can go. Barry's going to be here in a few minutes. And, trust me, he's not going to let Adam Chandler's son spend the night in Juvie Hall.
Officer: Think you can buy your way out of trouble? You ever been in jail, kid? The guys in there'll knock you right off your pedigree.
Dixie: Hey, hey, what's your problem? Don't you try to intimidate my son.
Tad: Losing it with --
Dixie: You get a kick out of terrorizing children? Is that what your problem is?
Tad: It's not going to help J.R., Ok?
J.R.: I said you guys can go. And if I'm not out of here in an hour, my Dad will have your badge.
Dixie: J.R., Don't do this. Don't turn into your father.
J.R.: You turned into somebody else. Why can't I?
Officer: Let's get you printed.

Tad: Listen to me. Listen to me, ok? You've really got to hold it together. You got to take it easy. Now is not the time to start going through our problems in public, ok? This is not the time to start lecturing about turning into an Adam clone.
Dixie: But you just heard him. He just tried to bribe the officer. I mean, how "Adam" is that? He's only been spending a couple of weeks with him. I mean, can you imagine what he's going to be like if Adam gets full custody?
Tad: One crisis at a time, ok? First thing we got to do is get him out of here. Then we'll figure out how to deal with the rest.
Dixie: Ok. All right. I know you're right.
Tad: Good.
Dixie: Thank you. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here.

Brooke: Laura has reduced heart function. We need to find her.
Erica: Wait a second. This is Bianca's makeup kit.
Jack: And unless I miss my guess, this is her garment bag, is it not?
Erica: It sure is. Look at this. This looks like Bianca and Laura got all dressed up and they went out somewhere.
Brooke: Leo and Greenlee's engagement party. Laura wanted to go, and I talked her out of it.
Jack: Well, looks like maybe she changed her mind.
Brooke: I have to go.
Erica: No, Brooke. What, are you kidding? You can't just go running into that party.
Brooke: What?
Erica: Well, how would you drag Laura out of there without telling her how sick she is?
Brooke: I don't know! I don't know. I'll think about it when I get there.
Erica: Oh, Brooke. She's really going to mess things up with Laura.

Adam: What? He's there now? All right. Bye.

Adam: We have to go.
Liza: What happened?
Adam: J.R.'S been arrested.
Liza: What? What -- why?
Adam: I'll tell you in the car.

Greenlee: Adam. Liza. Welcome. I'm so flattered that you could attend our little soiree.
Liza: You and Leo will be very, very happy together.
Adam: But we have to go.
Liza: Yeah, family emergency. Sorry.

Leo: All right, let's go. Hey. How are you?
Greenlee: Grandmother! Gramps! I knew you wouldn't let me down. You came by to give Leo and me your blessing after all.
Millicent: We're here to do no such thing.
Greenlee: Gramps, don't be a Grinch. I'm happier than I've ever been. Can't you tell by the way I'm glowing?
Millicent: Good God, Greenlee. You're not with child?
Greenlee: No, Grandmother. The only thing I'm bursting with is love for Leo.

Leo: Laura and Binks, you made it!
Bianca: We thought you could use some friendly faces in the crowd.
Leo: Well, thank you for showing up. Are you sure it's ok for you to be out?
Laura: You know by now nothing keeps me down for long.

Greenlee: Hey, you two. Hi. Laura. I almost didn't recognize you without the tubes and the hospital gown. And you've lost some of that deathly pallor.
Laura: Yes, well, These cheeks are brought to you by Enchantment blush.

Woman: Leo, Darling!
Greenlee: Leo, who is that woman?
Woman: I'm the earlier model of you. Katerina du Pres, Leo's ex-wife.

Vanessa: Well, no one told me this was going to be a surprise party.
Palmer: Vanessa, you never told me that Leo had been married before.
Vanessa: Well, obviously this is someone's idea of a bizarre joke. Do I detect your fine hand in this, Roger?

Katerina: Vanessa, isn't this a familiar sight -- you and your son working the room. Where's your mark?
Vanessa: I beg your pardon.
Katerina: Leo, aren't you going to introduce your former wife to your fiancée?
Greenlee: Excuse me. Daddy, confess. You arranged this.
Roger: Guilty as charged.
Greenlee: I knew it. This is beyond obvious. You hate Leo for outing you as a trust fund-looting money-grubber, so you set out to wreck my party with this pitiful charade.
Roger: The only charade here is Leo pretending to be someone he's not.
Greenlee: She's not even Leo's type.
Roger: Leo's type is anyone worth a king's ransom. But don't take my word for it. Let Katerina tell you her story.
Greenlee: Like I'm about to listen to some actress you hired to trash my life. Leo, make it short and sweet. Tell everyone this whole thing is a farce so that we can get on with the party.

Anna: We don't have Jacuzzis like that in the Canadian outback.
Edmund: Are you relaxed?
Anna: Yeah. My bones feel like rubber.
Edmund: Good. My Zen therapy is working.
Anna: So what's next, O ancient one? Am I going to pluck flies out of the air with my bare hands, or are we going to become one with -- Oh, my comb. How did it get on the floor? Guess it must've fallen out of my bag. It's a little choppy.
Edmund: Forget that, Anna. Listen to me. For your next exercise, this requires you to put your complete trust in me. Now, where I lead, you must follow. You must surrender yourself to the experience, even if you step on my toes.

[Music plays]

Edmund: Come and experience Zen in the ancient art of dancing.
Anna: The Tao of Edmund.
Edmund: Whatever works.
Anna: I'm a little rusty, I have to tell you.
Edmund: I'll be gentile.

J.R.: See this? This is how my lawyer's going to use you to wipe the floor.
Officer: You should counsel your client to keep his lips zipped.
Barry: Take it easy, young man.

Adam: All right, talk to me. How much trouble are we in?
Barry: Well, Ofc. Perry is charging your son with interfering with a police officer, attempted bribery of a police officer, assaulting a police officer, and resisting arrest.
Adam: Is that the arresting officer?
Barry: Yeah.
J.R.: Yes. He's a real jerk, too. The only reason I got arrested in the first place is because he thinks I cut his son out of some soccer championship. He's out to get me.
Adam: Listen to me. Rule number one in a situation like this is you keep your mouth shut. You understand me?
J.R.: Yes.
Adam: Good. Let Barry do the talking.

Barry: Ofc. Perry, if I could have a word --

Dixie: Adam, can I talk to you for a second? What are you doing here?
Adam: Well, isn't it obvious? I'm helping my son beat a bum rap.
Dixie: You think you're doing him a favor? You're reinforcing the worst possible message.
Adam: Oh, and what message might that be?
Dixie: That actions don't have consequences. If Junior messes up, his rich daddy is going to come along and fix everything.
Adam: You'd rather he go to jail?
Dixie: No, of course I don't. But I don't want him thinking there's a special set of rules for him that don't apply to everybody else just because his dad's got a fat wallet. And for the record, he didn't start getting into trouble until he moved in with you.
Adam: Junior's problems began a long time before he moved in with me.
Dixie: You know I'm not going to stand here and watch my son become a selfish, egomanial tyrant like his father. I am taking my son back. From now on, Junior is living with me.

Jack: So, Kiddo, what's the plan? You going to wait around here till Brooke gets back here with Laura or what?
Erica: Oh, what choice do I have?
Jack: Well, historically speaking, Erica Kane tends to make her own choices.
Erica: Well, there are a million things I could be doing, but the truth is, Jack, just nothing even seems important compared to what Brooke is going through with Laura.
Jack: Well, Brooke's like you.
Erica: What?
Jack: I -- I mean she has a very deep reserve of strength that she can draw upon.
Erica: Well, I mean, she can be strong for Laura, but someone definitely needs to be strong for Brooke.
Jack: And that person is you?
Erica: Jack, someone once said that having a child is like removing your heart and holding it out and saying, "here, this can be broken now." So someone has to be here. Someone has to be here so that Brooke can keep her spirits up. You're thinking.
Jack: I can't hardly believe what I'm hearing. Are you telling me that the legendary feud between Brooke English and Erica Kane is now over?
Erica: Don't for one minute think that it's over.
Jack: So Brooke is not your new best friend?
Erica: No. Hardly. I just -- I feel sorry for her.
Jack: Well, look at the bright side. After Laura's crisis has passed, you two can go back to being the best of enemies.
Erica: Well, that'll be a relief, believe me.
Jack: Well, I'm glad to hear that. For a minute there, I thought you lost your edge. But don't worry. I'll keep this little act of tenderness and compassion our little secret.

[Telephone rings]

Jack: I'll never learn to turn this phone off, will I?

Jack: Jack Montgomery. Oh, he is? Thank you, Rusty. Thank you for the heads up. All right. Very good. Bye.

Jack: Well, Hayward's now back in the PVPD jail. I'm going to go over there and have a little consult on Laura's heart condition.
Erica: Oh, no, no, no. Wait a minute. This is going to take some special handling.

Leo: It's true. I was married to Katerina, but it only lasted a few months.
Greenlee: It's no biggie. Lars and I were an item, too. What happened before we met each other doesn't matter. The past is dead and buried.
Katerina: Where Leo's concerned, the past has a way of repeating itself. When my father, the Duke de Borghese, died, he left me a very wealthy woman. The local paper ran my father's obituary, and that afternoon Leo and his mother made a sympathy call to our villa.
Greenlee: So?
Katerina: So we spent the afternoon walking in the garden. I was young and vulnerable, and Leo was tres sympathique. We had a whirlwind courtship and were married just long enough for Leo to deposit my fortune into a Swiss bank account
<. Vanessa: Oh, really --
Katerina: Then he and his mama were off to Istanbul on the Orient Express, where I believe she married some high-ranking Turkish official.
Vanessa: Oh, really.
Greenlee: She's lying, right, Leo? Tell me the witch is lying.
Leo: I wish she were. But it doesn't have anything to do with you and me. I love you, Greenlee. And I'm ashamed to admit it, but I never loved Katerina. She was -- she was an easy mark. She was just prey. I -- I did what Vanessa groomed me to do, and I was damn good at it.
Greenlee: Did you know that I had money before we met?
Leo: Yeah. Yeah, I did. But then I fell in love with you and the game was over. I could -- I could've cared less if you -- if you were penniless, Greenlee. I didn't care. I just wanted you.
Katerina: I know you trust Leo. He can make you believe you're the center of his world.
Vanessa: Now, wait --
Katerina: That you can live on love and love alone. But that's all I've had to live on since he left me. Don't suffer the same fate.
Greenlee: What are you all looking at? Go home. The party's over. I want you to leave now.

Lars: Babe, if you need me, you know where to find me.

Jake: You ok? Listen, you can have the loft tonight. I'm going to stay with Pat, ok? Pat --

Opal: Boy, that was some wedding present you gave your little girl, huh?
Roger: Opal, she had to learn the truth eventually.
Opal: Like that? You ought to be horsewhipped.

Brooke: I think you've had enough excitement for one night. Let's go back to the hospital, ok?

Vanessa: Leo, I'm so sorry. What can I do to help?
Palmer: You've been quite busy enough. Let it be.
Vanessa: Palmer, Palmer, I can't --
Palmer: Leo has made his bed. Let him lie in it.

Greenlee: Save us, Leo. Save us before it's too late.

Adam: We've already discussed this, Dixie. Where J.R. lives is for him to decide.
J.R.: I want to stay with Dad.

Liza: Adam -- excuse me. Excuse me. Should you really be doing this right now?
Adam: What?
Liza: J.R. doesn't really need to make a life choice.
Adam: Dixie forced this issue long before I did.
Liza: He doesn't need the conflict.
Adam: I need you to stand behind me on this, Liza.
Liza: You and Dixie should not be doing this right -- this boy is in trouble. You and Dixie should not lock him in the middle of some sort of custody combat. He will get caught in the crossfire.
Adam: Liza, I know your intentions are strictly honorable, but I know what's best for my son.

Ofc. Perry: All right. Deal's done. We're releasing the kid.
Dixie: Thank you very much. Come on, let's just go home, ok? Adam: : Ah -- Dixie -- wait. You haven't heard the terms of J.R.'S release.
Ofc. Perry: He's remanded to the custody of his father.
Dixie: What?
Tad: Easy.
Ofc. Perry: Mr. Chandler, you and your son have to appear in court tomorrow for a hearing on the charges.
Barry: We'll be there.

J.R.: Way to go, Dad. I knew you'd come through for me.
Adam: It's late. Let's go home.
J.R.: You think we could get some pizza or something?
Adam: Sure. Why not?

Dixie: Listen, don't -- don't forget your bike.
Adam: I'm on top of it, Dixie.

Dixie: Well, that was very nice. I can see Adam's lawyer got to you. What'd he offer you? Early pension? Expanded benefits? Maybe a little something under the table?
Ofc. Perry: Watch it. I got to file my report.

Dixie: I can't believe this is happening. I -- Adam is pulling all the strings again. J.R. Is going to think that he can get away with anything.
Tad: It's only temporary.
Dixie: How can you say that? I'm losing my son.
Tad: No, you're not. He's confused. He's acting out. That's all. What we have to do is wait for the dust to settle, and then we'll figure out what the next step is. You just stay put. I'm going to go get the car.
Dixie: I know what the next step is.

David: Erica, what are you doing here?
Erica: I'm going to break you out of here.

Brooke: How are you feeling?
Laura: Good. Great.
Brooke: It's not the smartest thing that you ever did, leaving this hospital without permission. You know that?
Laura: Don't mother hen me. I'm feeling fine.
Brooke: I'm going to call Dr. Bryant. I want him to check you out.
Laura: Don't bother.
Mother, I know my own body.
Brooke: Honey, you got quite a shock tonight.
Laura: What?
Brooke: "What?" Leo's ex-wife. That was quite a bombshell, wasn't it?
Laura: You believed her?
Brooke: I think Leo's reputation has preceded him.
Laura: Mom, Leo's changed. I don't think that there's a bad bone in his whole body.

Leo: Greenlee, you're my love, my only love. Don't let them get to you. The Leo that they're talking about doesn't exist anymore. That's why I lobbied so hard for the prenuptial agreement.
Katerina: The prenuptial agreement. How familiar. Leo insisted that we have one, too. But somehow the agreement never got signed. Leo managed to ravage me and my bank account at the same time.
Leo: She's lying.

Roger: Leo, you are a shameless user. The time for denials is past. My daughter is your latest victim and your last victim. Sweetheart, I hate what this has done to you, but sometimes it takes cruelty to be kind. I'm the messenger. Hate me if it's too much to bear. Please leave. You're not wanted here.
Leo: Shut the hell -- I'm not leaving!

[Music plays]

Anna: We stopped moving.
Edmund: I think we've hit the dock. Cruise is over.
Anna: I could've danced all night.
Edmund: Yeah. Let me get you some blankets.

Anna: Who are you? Come out of there!
Edmund: Anna, did you -- who the hell are you?


ON THE NEXT - - - - ALL MY CHILDREN

Anna: Should I be frightened of you?

Erica: Don't worry because my plan's foolproof.

Bianca: Are you going to tell me why I'm here?
Laura: It's about Leo.

Leo: Don't let your father's power play destroy what we have.
Greenlee: Give me one reason why I should marry you.