Mateo: Hi, ma. What are you doing?
Isabella: Why are you avoiding me?
Mateo: I'm not. You know, I' been busy.
Isabella: Shredding letters?
Mateo: It's junk mail.
Isabella: I've left messages with your answering service at the condo and the bartender here and with someone named Tina.
Mateo: Mom, I called you.
Isabella: When you knew I'd be at mass. Mijo, what's going on?
Mateo: Nothing.
Isabella: I know you. You're hiding out.
Mateo: Mom, look, I don't -- I don't have time for this, ok?
Isabella: Well, make the time. I've been worried about you. You're hurting. Let me help.
Mateo: Mom, you want to help me? You want to see me happy? Just leave me alone.

Axel: Hello, gorgeous. How's it going?
Hayley: Fine.
Axel: As in fouled up, insecure, neurotic, and emotional?
Hayley: Please, no AA Speak. The meeting hasn't even started yet.
Axel: Well, I'm the leader today, so for your sake I'll make sure we start on time.
Hayley: Look, just be glad I came, ok? Don't expect anything else.
Axel: Uh-huh. You want to tell me how you really feel?
Hayley: No.
Axel: Sounds like you should.
Hayley: Axel, if one more man tells me what I should do or what I should feel, I'll wring his neck.

[Telephone rings]

David: Dr. Hayward speaking. Good. Good. Ok, if Mr. Donaldson's stabilized, why don't you cut his meds to half. But contact me if you see even the slightest change, all right? Thank you.
David: Well, look who it is. You're not leaving town again, are you?
Erica: And miss my own soiree? No, just wait till you see my dress. Well, you look very distinguished today. Any particular reason?
David: Just thought I'd spiff up my image.
Erica: Get used to that look. It suits you. And you look even better in a tux.
David: Oh, that's right -- your party. I take it I'm invited?
Erica: Your the guest of honor, silly.
David: "Ms. Erica Kane requests your presence at a dinner honoring Dr. David Hayward, the director of the Andrassy Foundation for Rare Diseases." Erica, I'm flattered. But isn't this a bit premature?
Erica: Don't you believe in visualization? I mean, as far as I'm concerned, that job is yours. I mean, no one can top your credentials.
David: You're absolutely right. So tell me, is this party your way of saying that you're ready to go public with our relationship? I thought we were waiting for the right time.
Erica: I think this is that time, don't you?

Liza: My husband, Adam Chandler, was -- was here? And he told you that David Hayward issued orders expediting my daughter's stem cells to Seaview hospital?
Monty: They were to be used for Dimitri Marick. I'd seen the orders. They were written down. I saw them already.
Liza: From David Hayward?
Monty: No, from Dr. Jake Martin. I didn't see a problem.
Liza: Well, of course not. You would have no idea that my husband was dead set against this procedure from the very beginning.
Monty: Really?
Liza: Yes, really. So you're telling me that Adam, not David Hayward, issued orders expediting my daughter's transfers of the stem cells?
Monty: Yes.
Liza: So essentially you took orders from Adam Chandler, who is not a doctor, who had no business being here. Monty, that's a big problem.

Erica: You're stunned.
David: I mean, we have been very careful to keep this relationship under wraps.
Erica: Mm-hmm.
David: And w you're willing to send engraved announcements to our coming-out party?
Erica: Would you rather I keep it a secret?
David: You know I wouldn't. I'm just wondering what the unsuspecting good people of Pine Valley are going to think. Are you going to be ostracized for being seen with me?
Erica: No. They're going to be dazzled by our presence.
David: Oh.
Erica: You, as the head of the Andrassy foundation, are going to be one of the most highly respected doctors in the entire medical field. And as for myself, well, I'm known for doing the unexpected.
David: Ok, let's remember -- Alexandra Marick hasn't given me her thumbs up yet.
Erica: Well, she will, because who else could she possibly select?
David: Still, her decision criteria might hinge on something other than merit.
Erica: Well, her leave it to me. She likes me so much. I'll just charm her so much that she'll be left dizzy by the side of the road.
David: She doesn't stand a chance.

[Knock on door]

David: Come in.

Monty: Mrs. Chandler, you have to understand, everything looked like it was on the up and up. Mr. Chandler said that he was going to send a reporter and a photographer over and that he wanted to have me interviewed.
Liza: Oh, wow. I see. Now, did anyone show up? Did anyone ever actually get here?
Monty: Um, no. It was postponed.
Liza: You see, Monty, my husband's a very persuasive man. He never hears the word "no." Actually, he probably doesn't ever even see the word "no" except when it comes from me.
Monty: Yes, ma'am.
Liza: So I completely understand how you became an unwitting participant in this little scenario.
Monty: Mrs. Chandler, I really love my job.
Liza: No, no, no, you're not in trouble. I just need to understand the events that led up to the transfer of my daughter's stem cells and my husband's role in it.
Monty: Well, you know, this is the Chandler wing.
Liza: No, I know that, and he's quite proud of that. In fact, he's very hands-on. I'm sure he wanted to know all about how this lab works, didn't he?
Monty: Yeah, he was very interested. But I should really get back to it now, so if you'll excuse me --
Liza: I'll tell you what -- we want talk about Adam Chandler anymore. Let's just talk about you. I mean, you've been doing this for a long time, right -- phlebotics, stem cells?
Monty: For several years, yes.
Liza: Well, that's great. So you know everything there is to know about the shipping and storing and saving of these precious specimens.
Monty: Well, of course I do. That's my job.
Liza: Great. So why don't you tell me, in all the years you've worked here and in all the other labs, how many parents have you met of stem cell donors?
Monty: Parents?
Liza: Yes, just how many -- five, 10?
Monty: Um, I -- I can't say.
Liza: That many?
Monty: No, I've never met any before, actually, until Mr. Chandler. But I didn't know that he was Colby Martin's father. Are we done?
Liza: Actually, I have a few more questions, Monty, and then I'll have everything I need.

Mateo: I'm sorry. I know you're just trying to help. I apologize, ok?
Isabella: I haven't seen you this upset since Maria died. If this is about Hayley, I thought the two of you were trying to work things out.
Mateo: So did I.
Isabella: Then what happened?
Mateo: I don't know.
Isabella: Well -- well, don't give up.
Mateo: Mom --
Isabella: You have to give it some time.
Mateo: Mom, mom, mom, stop, stop. I can't -- I can't get into this right now.
Isabella: You can't get into this now or you can't get into this with me? Which is it?
Mateo: I need to handle things on my own, ok, like I always do. I handle it in my own way.
Isabella: Do you know who you sound like?
Mateo: No.
Isabella: Yes, you do. It's your face, but I'm hearing your father's voice.
Mateo: My father never had to deal with anything like this in his life.
Isabella: What do you know? He dealt with all kinds of things. He had brothers, sisters, daughters, you. You got into your fair share of trouble, including a teenage marriage.
Mateo: Yeah, and we saw how wonderfully he handled all that, huh?
Isabella: Well, he didn't consult me about that, either. Maybe if he had -- maybe if you had --
Mateo: The past is the past. What does it matter?
Isabella: It does matter. Consider it a history lesson. Look at you. Look at how you're acting -- bottling up everything inside of you. Why? Because it breaks some kind of code that you've been taught about how a real man is supposed to act? A real man doesn't ask for help, not even from a woman --
Mateo: Mama --
Isabella: Especially not from a woman. Oh, that's real. That's typical.
Mateo: That's ridiculous.
Isabella: Is it? Who have you turned to? I'm not saying you're just like your father, but you're acting like him. If you don't want to talk to me, ok. Just please talk to someone. Go see Father Tony.
Mateo: Oh, come on.
Isabella: He's a man. He's young.
Mateo: I don't care if he's young. I'm not going talk to a priest who's never been married. I can handle this on my own. I'll do it my own way.
Isabella: So stubborn, proud, with a head full of steam. Sound like anyone familiar?
Mateo: I've -- I've -- I've got to get back to work.
Isabella: Yeah. Looks like someone's making a real mess here.

Hayley: I hadn't really planned on getting up here today, b our insistent, fearless leader seemed to have other thoughts.
Axel: We never say no in AA., Do we?
Hayley: We try. Hello, my name is Hayley, and I'm an alcoholic.
All: Hi, Hayley.
Hayley: I guess I should be grateful that I'm up here because you were right -- I'm having a hard time with the people in my life. I mean, if it's one thing I hate it's everyone telling me what I should be feeling and what I should be doing, and I'm just really fed up with the advice.
Axel: So you're mad at all your well-meaning friends and family members.
Hayley: Yes, I am. I know they think they're trying to help me, but they're really not helping me. And this is not about me running away from my feelings because I couldn't do that if I tried, and I have tried, which is why I drank in the first place -- to take a break, you know? And I'm not backsliding and I'm not pushing people away. I just need a little time alone. That's all. And I've logged enough hours in this program to know what I ought to do, whether I want to or not.
Hayley: Did you hear that load of bogus garbage that just came out of my mouth?
Axel: At the risk of giving advice, you might want to review your steps.
Hayley: Yeah. Thanks. I think I need all of them. I'm really starting to do a number on myself. Hell, I'm doing a number on everybody I touch. I'm about to damage three people's lives.

Liza: Let's get back to David Hayward. How many times has he expedited a transfer of stem cell specimens?
Monty: Um, I'm not sure. I work with a lot of physicians.
Liza: Oh, really? But you've worked with him before regarding stem cells?
Monty: Well, I can check Lucille. That's the computer. I'll just run a search on his name and I'll tell you the exact number of times I've had one of his cases.
Liza: Ok.
Monty: Huh.
Liza: What?
Monty: Once. This time.
Liza: Isn't that unusual? That the only time that Dr. Hayward has ever dealt stem cells is during the transfer of this particular procedure, he allegedly authorized the transfer via Adam Chandler?
Monty: Well, when you put it that way, it does sound unusual.
Liza: Ok, Monty, this is terribly important. I need to know everything that happened from the moment that my husband walked in the door, everything that you told him about stem cells, including your testing, any procedures for shipping -- anything that you might think of, including directions to the men's room.
Monty: Ok. Uh, ok.
Liza: Ok.
Monty: Ok, ok. I was sitting at my desk and I was sitting here and I was eating some chocolate pudding. And then the door opened and I looked up and, huh, there was Adam Chandler.
Liza: Mm-hmm. Continue.

Alex: Uh, sorry if I'm interrupting anything important.
Erica: No, no, not at all. Dr. Hayward and I were just finishing up. He's such a thorough doctor. He's mine, you know.
Alex: Yes, I did know that, as a matter of fact.
Erica: Yes, he has actually saved my life and the lives of so many of Pine Valley's influential people, including the governor.
David: Erica, there's really no need.
Erica: Well, I just think that Alex would be very interested to know about your medical reputation, your standing in the community. After all, you're a medical professional yourself.
Alex: Yes, quite. If this is a bad time, I can come back later.
Erica: No, not at all. Really, I was just leaving. David, I'll speak to you.
Alex: Let me get the door. She knows, doesn't she? She must really want you to get this appointment.
David: I guess that makes two of us. So am I? Going to get the appointment?
Alex: Well, I promised you I would make my decision based on your merit, your casework, and without any personal bias on my part, and that's exactly what I've done.
David: I'm glad to hear that. So have you made a decision regarding my candidacy?
Alex: Yes, I have. And in all honesty, Dr. Hayward, I wouldn't defame my husband's memory by having you head his foundation.
Alex: Good-bye.
David: Wait a minute, wait a minute. Just like that? Make your nasty little pronouncement and leave?
Alex: I thought it best to tell you to your face.
David: You know, I really misjudged you, Alex. I truly believed that you would be able to get past that unpleasant business with your roommate Siobhan.
Alex: She was my best friend and she died. I think that is slightly more serious than unpleasant business.
David: Her death was unfortunate, but it had nothing to do with me.
Alex: I can't go through this again. You have my decision.
David: One based on personal malice! Come on, Alex. Are you really that short-sighted? Yes, I want this position and yes, I would be great at it. Can't you see past your personal animosity towards me?
Alex: I did everything I could to get beyond my negative feelings for you to make this decision.
David: All right, wait a minute, wait a minute. Just at least give me the opportunity to try and change your mind. What about my record as a surgeon? I mean, sure, there are other great surgeons out there, but how many could be administrators? I stepped in as acting head of staff for Bayside General for nine months.
Alex: I know. I checked your references.
David: Well, then you must know that I'm the right man for this job.
Alex: David, your professional record isn't the issue. It's your personal ethics that I find so confusing. You appear to believe that you're above the rules because you are a renown cardiologist.
David: All right, ok. Look, I admit there have been times in the past that I've played around with the line, but not anymore.
Alex: Oh, since when? Since yesterday?
David: What are you talking about?
Alex: Well, for instance, why did you involve yourself in my husband's case without my consent?
David: All I did was suggest Colby Martin as a possible donor. And as luck would have it, she was compatible. Now, I would think that you'd be thanking me rather than faulting me for that.
Alex: No, you interfered without my permission.
David: I never did any such thing.
Alex: Why are you lying? Your name was on the request to expedite Colby Martin's stem cells.
David: That's impossible.

Liza: And they were here?
Monty: No. I came in -- uh, may I?
Liza: Yes.
Monty: And Adam Chandler was here and Dr. Hayward was there.
Liza: And they were here alone?
Monty: Uh, yes. And that's when Mr. Chandler told me that we would have to postpone the interview.
Liza: And David Hayward was here and Adam was here?
Monty: Yes, Mr. Chandler was saying that they were just getting caught up and that Dr. Hayward was -- well, he had been complimenting me, which was really a surprise.
Liza: Because the two of you had never worked together.
Monty: Well, no, I always thought that he hated my guts. He generally just sort of looks right through me.
Liza: And then what?
Monty: Well, then I had to get back to work.
Liza: And Adam stayed? Monty: Yeah, he -- he said that he had more questions for me about lab procedures. Liza: And then what happened next?
Monty: Ok. I -- I went into the storage room to retrieve the cold storage pack with the sample.
Liza: Can you show me that?
Monty: Yeah.
Liza: Now?
Monty: Oh, yeah, yeah.
Liza: And what were Adam and Dr. Hayward doing while you were doing this?
Monty: Uh, they were chatting.
Liza: About what?
Monty: I really wasn't paying that much attention. Should I continue?
Liza: Yes, please. Absolutely.
Monty: And then I put the pack with the specimen in it into the out bin, which was right here, for a delivery.
Liza: And Adam and David Hayward were here during all of this?
Monty: Yes, ma'am. And, uh, I don't know what else I can tell you.
Liza: I don't know, either. But I know that there's something else.

Mateo: You're sorry for the inconvenience? Come on, man, you're two weeks late. Not one week, two weeks. What am I supposed to do about my mixers? You're killing me! What? No, no, no, how about you go to hell, and I'll remember that next time I'm late on a payment!
Priest: Suppliers now unreliable, huh?
Mateo: Father, I'm sorry about that.
Priest: Of all the salsa clubs in the world.
Mateo: Yeah. You -- you talked to my mom. Father, I told her not to bother you, you know.
Priest: Actually, I believe that you said that you were too busy to talk to a priest who didn't know anything about being married.
Mateo: Was she wearing a wire?
Priest: No, we didn't have her undercover this morning. I mean, she just relayed the information to headquarters personally.
Mateo: Yeah, I should never say anything in front of her that can't be quoted, right?
Priest: Yeah, well, if you don't know that by now --
Mateo: Yeah. Well, you know, I really got to get back to work, father.
Priest: Right. Look, well, I'm going to cut right to the chase. I've never been married, ok, but I bet you that I have more experience with marriage than you do. I mean, I've married all kinds of couples, heard more problems -- unique, unusual, and sticky situations than you can imagine. And every now and then, I've even saved a few of those holy and not-so-holy unions when they've taken a dive south. So why don't you give me a try?
Mateo: I don't have anything to talk about. I mean, everything's cool with me. So why don't you just go ahead and go outside and make the world a better place? I'm sure you could do something more useful than this. I'm fine, father, you know.
Priest: Come on, shine on the next guy that comes in here. I mean, this is me, Mateo. Why don't you drop that slick, cool act?
Mateo: I don't think you want to get involved.
Priest: Sure I do. That's why I make the big money. Come on, tell me everything. I haven't heard it all, but I bet I've heard something close.

Axel: Good night, everybody. Oh, one of the joys of being the leader. Thanks so much for helping me clean up.
Hayley: Oh, it's no problem.
Axel: That was -- that was my first time. How'd I do?
Hayley: Great -- I mean, if you like initiation under fire, you know? Not to mention that I didn't help you out at all. But you managed to get me up there, so I guess it was a success.
Axel: Now, do I have any smoking holes burned through my forehead? You were throwing me some laser glances.
Hayley: Yeah, I'm sorry about that.
Axel: You know, I bet Ryan looks like a slice of Swiss cheese.
Hayley: Man, if I was Ryan, I wouldn't even speak to me ever again.
Axel: Well, my guess is that he will. I hope you realize, though, how much an influence that guilt has on you. Here you were feeling bad for telling Mateo that you cared about Ryan.
Hayley: And then I took it out on Ryan. How warped is that?
Axel: Are you sure that you should be pursuing a relationship right now? Shouldn't you be concentrating on yourself?
Hayley: Well, Ryan's not new.
Axel: Well, these feelings you have for him -- they're new, aren't they?
Hayley: I suppose they are. I mean -- I don't know. They kind of seem familiar. Everything with Ryan and me is so comfortable. I mean, it was comfortable. Now everything is very awkward and I snap at him and I tear his head off and I act like a spoiled brat around him.
Axel: Well, look, that's why you've got to take it by steps, work the program. It'll force you to interact with people in a healthy manner, and then you won't go running off and isolating yourself. Now, if you want to end up with a drink in your hand, then go on screaming at everybody that cares enough to tell you what you don't want to hear.
Hayley: Enter Ryan. He was trying to point out to me what I was doing, and I pushed him away.
Axel: And in that case --
Hayley: I know. I know. I owe him amends. Big time.
Axel: You know, he's not the only one. You owe Mateo amends, too.

Mateo: Well, I can't fight my mother and the church, right?
Priest: Right, and I can't fight your mother, so -- so why don't you tell me what's eating at you?
Mateo: I can't. I don't want to talk about it.
Priest: Mateo, look, it's really understandable if you're angry at Hayley.
Mateo: It's not her. I'm not angry at her.
Priest: Well, then who? I mean, it's got to be someone, I mean, if not the whole world.
Mateo: See, anger just isn't the right word. Hatred. I hate someone. You know how I define hatred? Ryan Lavery. Father, I -- I want him gone. You understand me? I want him to vanish. I want him just wiped off the face of the earth.
Priest: And what has this Ryan guy done to you?
Mateo: What has he done to me? He's insinuated himself into my life, he's pretended to be my friend, knifed me in the back, undermined my marriage every chance he got.
Priest: How did he do that?
Mateo: Put himself in the middle. He put himself right in the middle. My wife used to talk to me about things, right, until he appointed himself her guardian angel. She stopped talking to me. She kept things from me. Father, she spent a night in jail for this guy, to protect him. And I guess I just -- I didn't get it. You know, I mean, that's a big red flag, isn't it? I should've listened to my gut instincts. But no, you know what I did? I gave him the benefit of the doubt. I gave him a job here. I gave him a job. I mean, I told him to -- you see, my wife was having some problems, so I told him to watch over her, make sure she was ok. The whole time he was biding his time, waiting to make his move on her. And he did. And after he made his move, he stayed here right under my nose. He pretended to be my friend, acted like he wanted Hayley and I to get back together. He was doing that whole thing, you know? He's a liar. And he's still messing with her head right now.
Priest: Now?
Mateo: Yeah, yeah, he latched on to some lie that I slept with another woman, and, father, I didn't. Ok? And I tried to tell her that. He teamed up with her father and they wouldn't let me talk to her, tell her the truth.
Priest: Well, did you ever get through?
Mateo: Yeah, I told her the truth. She -- she believed me. But I guess the damage was done already. She just didn't trust me anymore. See, I think she's confused, you know, and he's the one confusing her. It feels like he's always there, just leading her away from me. And I just want him gone. For good.
Priest: Well, I mean, it really seems like you have a lot to be angry with this guy about. And, I mean, he's not your friend.
Mateo: No, you understand. See, finally someone understands how I feel. You know, and he -- he screwed up my marriage. He just wrecked my life. And God help me, father, I hate him.
Priest: I got that. And before I absolve you, I -- I just want to know how you screwed up your marriage and wrecked your life.

David: My only involvement ended with my suggestion of using Colby Martin's stem cells. Apart from that, I never gave any orders. I never signed any orders.
Alex: Yeah. I saw the file.
David: I don't know what you think you saw, but I had absolutely nothing to do with your husband's treatment.
Alex: Like you had nothing to do with Siobhan's death?
David: What kind of a game is this?
Alex: No, it's not a game. You approved the rush orders from the lab. I saw it.
David: Then you saw a mistake. I'm telling you I did not issue any orders.
Alex: What I can't figure out is what you were trying to accomplish by monitoring my husband's case behind my back and that you thought I wouldn't find out.
David: I didn't!
Alex: So I thought I should dig around. Seems you've been pretty busy since you came to Pine Valley.
David: Who have you been talking to?
Alex: It doesn't matter. The fact is I can't appoint someone to head up a prestigious medical foundation that would be capable of murder. Didn't you almost murder Adam Chandler with a lethal injection?
David: Adam.

Adam's voice: You've kept your mouth shut about Colby's paternity for many months now. So obviously you have some diabolical plan in place long range.
David: Regardless of what I might do, Adam, once those lab tests come back on Colby's stem cells, they're going to point out that Jake is not her daddy. I wonder if Liza will figure out why.
Adam: They can't take those tests -- not on Colby's cells.
David: Why, Adam, are you asking me to arrange another switcheroo?
Adam: Get your hands off of me. I've got to figure out a way to get hold of that sample. You distract him.
David: I'm not going t
o do any such thing. Adam, I'm a doctor first and foremost. If Colby's stem cells can help save Dimitri, at least prolong is life, I'm not going to interfere with that.
Adam: They don't have to be Colby's. They could be anybody's. We don't even know if they're compatible.
David: Let it go, Adam. If those tests show that you're Colby's daddy, well, I guess it was meant to be.
Adam: Get out of my way. I'll do it myself.
David: You will do no such thing.
[Pager beeps]

David: Damn it. I'm needed in surgery. I'm warning you, Chandler -- you stay away from those samples or you'll wish you had.

Alex: David?
David: It was an accident. I was cleared by the hospital board.
Alex: Oh, like it was an accident that your name was on the order? You're very accident-prone.
David: Are you telling me that all of this -- your scrutiny into my past, your refusal to name me as director of the foundation -- is because my name erroneously appeared on those orders?
Alex: Give yourself more credit. You understand why perfectly.
Erica: Oh, excuse me. I left something on Dr. Hayward's desk. So, may I be the first to know? Is it time to break open the champ-- well --

Hayley: You want me to find Mateo and apologize for what exactly?
Axel: You don't have to apologize, but you could stop giving him mixed signals.
Hayley: I'm not doing that. Is that what I'm doing? It is? Oh, no.
Axel: Look, if you are feeling guilty about being with Ryan, that's on your head, but you can't expect Mateo to give you his blessing.
Hayley: Well, I don't.
Axel: Well, then why are you so overcome with guilt? Look, if Ryan's the one you want, then be with Ryan. But if you're not sure, then stop right now.
Hayley: No. I know what I -- I know what I want. I have to go find Ryan. Thank you.
Mateo: Look, Father, I've thought about this and I've owned up to the role I played in my marriage, ok, but it has nothing to do with Ryan Lavery sneaking in and sabotaging my relationship with my wife, all right? I will not be responsible for that.
Priest: You're just not getting it because it has everything to do with it. Look, this Lavery dude could never have gotten between you and Hayley if everything had been cool.
Mateo: You're right. You're right. You're right. And I've apologized over and over again. I've told her, I've said, "Honey, listen, we got to work this out. I've de some things wrong. I'm sorry. We need to heal, right? Get our footing back." It just doesn't me anything to her anymore because he's always running interference.
Priest: Mateo, if a marriage is rock solid, no one or no thing can shake it loose. Just focus on that. Put the foundation back in place.
Mateo: By myself? How am I supposed to do that? Every time I try to show her that I care, that I'm there for her -- you know, like, her brother was missing, you know, I tried to be there for her, she got a new job that she was really excited about -- he's always there.
Mateo: I hate him. And I want him gone. That's it. And I think I know what I need to do, you know? I just --
Priest: Mateo, you're angry. Just forget about Ryan.
Mateo: I can't forget about him. I wish I could forget about him, but I can't. I can't. This conversation's over. You did a good job. You tried, ok, but -- you can stay if you want, and --
Priest: Look, Mateo -- wait, stop. Mateo!

Erica: Is something wrong?
Alex: Well, I wouldn't pop the cork just yet.
Erica: What is she saying?
David: Erica, I can manage this.
Erica: No, I can't believe this. Are you letting Dr. David Hayward slip through your fingers? Are you insane?
Alex: I would have to be if I let him run the foundation.
Erica: That makes no sense whatsoever. Dr. Hayward is the best candidate, the ideal candidate. He has impeccable credentials. There could be no possible reason for turning him down unless you are fabricating one.
David: Erica, just leave it alone, ok?
Alex: I think it would dishonor my husband's memory to have this man run his foundation. Dimitri wouldn't want it, and neither do i. And Dimitri certainly wouldn't want David Hayward for you, either.

Erica: We should b
e celebrating. David: Like I told you, she seemed unpredictable.
Erica: Oh, no, no, no. There's something much more going on here. Once and for all, David, what is it that Alex Marick has against you?

Monty: Mrs. Chandler, I really should get this specimen back into storage.
Liza: Oh, no, please. You've given me a great deal of your time. I'm sorry for bothering you.
Monty: That's no problem. I usually don't get very many visitors back here, anyway.
Liza: Are you sure that there's nothing else?
Monty: I can't think of anything else. Um -- except for the fire drill.
Liza: What fire drill?
Monty: Well, it was more like a false alarm. The fire department issued the all-clear.
Liza: And Adam was here?
Monty: Yeah. You know, he was very, very concerned about the sample.
Liza: Is there another vial with my daughter's stem cells in storage?
Monty: No, no. This is the only one. See? "Colby Martin."
Liza: "125cc, Sealed
Monty: That would mean that it's completely full.
Liza: Monty, how can that be when you used some of it for Dimitri Marick?
Monty: I -- uh, I can't imagine.
Liza: I sure as hell can.