Raquel: I just -- I just want to know how they fit. Your Abuja wasn't sure about the size.
Max: No, they're fine.
Raquel: You're sure they're not too tight?
Max: Uh-uh. Can I get some chaps with fringe on them, just like Rocky's?
Raquel: Well, maybe when you're a little older. You know, chaps are expensive. And at the rate you're growing, you won't be able to wear them in six months. So run on out to the corral -- wait, whoa! Your pony's all saddled up and ready to go, so you can ride out to the ridge with Rocky. But make sure you're back in about two hours for supper. Your Abuja made chicken and rice.
Max: How will I know when it's been two hours?
Raquel: Just ask Rocky, ok? Now, run off and have a good time. Oh, and no galloping, ok?
Max: Ok. Bye.
Raquel: Bye. Have fun. Careful. Oh, gosh.

[Knock on door]

Raquel: What'd you forget now, sweetheart? Hey! What -- what is wrong with you? You can't just barge in here like that! My parents are out back, you know.
Mateo: Your father's at work and your mom's at the store.
Raquel: Have you been spying on us?
Mateo: Yeah.
Raquel: That's it. I'm calling the police.
Mateo: See, you're not going to call anybody.
Raquel: Stop it, ok? Just stop it. You're scaring me.
Mateo: After what you did, you should be scared.

Hayley: Bad day, huh?
Liza: You know, probably not as bad as the one you're having. Where is he?
Hayley: Who, Mateo?
Liza: Adam.
Hayley: I don't know. I haven't seen him all day.
Liza: You know, I tell you, he could be miles away and he still has you under his thumb, controlling you. Well, you know what? That's it. It's over. Done. Mateo, if you're out there, you can come on in. The coast is officially clear.
Hayley: Liza, what are you doing?
Liza: I'm giving you a get-out-of-jail-free card. That's it. Adam's days of controlling his children are over, starting now.

David: Tsk, tsk. Tampering with hospital research -- isn't that a felony? That's risky, Adam, even if you do have every judge in town in your pocket. Oh, and good luck trying to figure out that software program. I've had the manual at home for a month now, and I can barely access the menu. Hmm. And I've got the password. Better get to work, Adam. That lab technician's going to be coming back any minute.
Adam: Wait.
David: Now, don't worry. I'm not going to tell. I've become very good at keeping your nasty little secrets.
Adam: Will you stop nattering? I need your help.
David: I'm sorry, there must be something wrong with the acoustics in this room. I could swear that you just begged for my help.
Adam: Don't toy with me. We don't have much time.
David: Well, what do you want me to do? I can boot up a computer, but I'm not a hack.
Adam: 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? Why, surely you don't need my help with that. You managed just fine at the fertility clinic when you substituted Jake's sperm for your own.
Adam: You really enjoy this, don't you?
David: Of course I'm enjoying it. Don't you get it, Adam? I'm the one that planted the idea in Edmund's head in the first place to use Colby's stem cells to help save Dimitri.
Adam: Of course that was you. I should have known.

Monty: Mr. Chandler? I'm ready for my close-up now.
Adam: Indeed.
Monty: Sorry it took so long. Bad hair day. So, do I look ok?
Adam: You look great.
Monty: Great. So when do the reporter and the photographer get here?
Adam: Actually, we're going to have to postpone the interview.
Monty: We are?
Adam: Yes. They're on a fast-breaking story on the other side of town.
David: The mayor called a press conference to show his appendectomy scar.
Monty: Dr. Hayward. Was there anything you needed?
Adam: Dr. Hayward and I are catching up here. He's just telling me how valuable what you do here is.
Monty: He is?
Adam: Yes.
David: Absolutely.
Monty: Well, didn't you tell me that this was just a storage facility, Dr. Hayward?
Adam: Oh, but it's an art, the way you keep all of those things right at the right temperature.
David: Hmm. More of a science, actually.
Monty: Or a business -- with very anxious clients. So, if you gentlemen will excuse me for a second, I need to get a sample out to a messenger.
Adam: By the way, if you don't mind, I have a few more questions I'd like to ask you about procedure.
Monty: No problem.
Adam: So, David, how's your mother enjoying married life?
David: Oh, Vanessa's busy spending Palmer's money just as fast as she can get her clothes on his credit cards.
Monty: Ok. I'm done. So what else did you want to know, Mr. Chandler?

Hayley: You're in a weird mood.
Liza: Oh, I'm furious. Thanks to your father.
Hayley: Why? What's he done now?
Liza: Oh, he just -- more of the same he's back to being a meddlesome control freak like he used to be.
Hayley: Gee, and I thought you had reformed him.
Liza: You know what? So did I. So did I. We obviously have a long way to go, especially when it comes to my daughter.
Hayley: Why? What's happened?
Liza: You know, it's one thing for him to manipulate you. At least you can turn around, you can fight back.
Hayley: Is something wrong with Colby?
Liza: No, nothing, because I ran interference. But you know what? That's it. No more. I'll keep Adam at bay. You get Mateo on the phone. The days of you being locked up like a modern-day Rapunzel are over.
Hayley: Liza, I -- I appreciate your support and everything. I really do. But Adam's been really sweet and understanding about this whole thing. And if I thought that he was pulling my strings, believe me, I'd be out of here. Uncle Pork Chop already said I could stay with them if he started playing the heavy.
Liza: You know, I got to tell you, he's acting like some sort of pet rottweiler on a rage, keeping Mateo at bay.
Hayley: No, no. I'm the one that asked Mateo to leave when he showed up here, uninvited.
Liza: Well, you might have been more receptive to him if Adam hadn't been constantly dissing.
Hayley: No. No, Mateo's done some really bad stuff to me, and I don't need Adam to point that out.
Liza: Hayley, Mateo is a good guy. He can be a little macho sometimes, but he loves you. Loves you. That's a rare gift. Don't be so quick to throw it away.
Hayley: He's the one that dumped me, ok? And not that that matters, all right, but I just feel like he's crossed a lot of lines -- where I'm concerned, where Raquel is concerned -- and he's not the man that I thought he was. And he's not the man that I need in my life right now.
Liza: And Ryan Lavery is?

Ryan: Yeah, well, who stuffed the sock in the exhaust and burned out the engine?
Scott: Oh, I thought the cover was missing.
Ryan: Well, maybe we should go for the upright. Maybe it'd have a better chance of survival with you around.
Scott: Would Gillian know?
Ryan: Gillian? What, are you kidding me? She doesn't even know what a vacuum is.
Scott: Well, maybe I should ask Becca.
Ryan: Ah. Becca. Speaking of Becca -- I came back to the loft the other day, and she was there --
Scott: Yeah, she's --
Ryan: Wearing almost nothing.
Scott: Wearing almost nothing, yeah. She stayed to have a shower after I went to -- you didn't walk in on her? Walk --
Ryan: No, I didn't. She was wearing a towel.
Scott: Weren't you supposed to be at work? What were you going back there?
Ryan: I was. Had to go and pick up some stuff I needed for a meeting. We ended up fixing the shower. I didn't even know it was broken. She's a good kid.
Scott: Kid? She's more than a kid. Or didn't you notice?
Ryan: I didn't mean it like that. I mean, she's -- she's got beautiful legs, beautiful hair. She's -- hey, don't worry. I'm not interested. I got enough problems with women right now.
Scott: Yeah. So what did Gillian want, calling so late last night?
Ryan: Oh, I don't know. She hung up by the time I got to the phone.
Scott: That's weird. She said she had news for you.
Ryan: Really?
Scott: Yeah. She was all hyped up. I don't know. Maybe you ought to call her back.

Jake: Oh -- oh, the she is. Gillian. Let's go in here.
Gillian: Hey.
Jake: Hey. Oh, yeah.
Gillian: Hey. Hey. Did you find anything to help Dimitri?
Jake: Uh -- well, I hope so. Here. There's an experimental treatment called stem cell therapy. And basically, if Dimitri can be injected by compatible cells, he could have a reversal or a possible remission of his condition.
Gillian: Jake, that's wonderful! Where do we get these stencils?
Jake: Stem cells, stem cells. They come from umbilical cords of newborn infants. Of course, you need a donor for this.
Gillian: And how long is it going to take to find a donor?
Jake: We already have one. Miss Colby here.
Gillian: Colby? You have her stem cells? But they're not even related.
Jake: Well, then don't have to be. As long as her cells are compatible with Dimitri, the doctors at Seaview can begin treatment.
Gillian: Oh. Thank you, little precious angel. And thank you to your daddy.

Mateo: All right. This is what's going to happen. I've got two plane tickets in my pocket. One has your name on it, one has my name on it. You're going to go pack -- not a lot of stuff, just for one night -- while I'm outside talking to Max, all right? Then we're going to take a car to the airport, and we're catching the first flight back to Pine Valley.
Raquel: I can't just leave. Who's going to look after Max?
Mateo: I talked to Rocky. He'll stay with Max until your mom gets home.
Raquel: And what am I going to tell my parents? That I just decided to leave without --
Mateo: Just make something up. Turns out you're one hell of a liar. As soon as we land, we're going to find Hayley, and you're going to tell her that you lied, all right? That I never slept with you.
Raquel: No.
Mateo: No? No, you see, "No" is not an option. You're coming with me whether you like it or not.
Raquel: Yeah. What are you going to do? Drag me by my hair?
Mateo: If I have to, I'll drag you by your hair. But maybe I'll take you to court and prove that you're an unfit mother. How do you like that, huh?
Raquel: You would never win.
Mateo: I'll tell them about that little game you played by hiding Max and then blaming Hayley for it. You'll never raise your son. Don't think I won't do it. So I was wrong. You do have a choice. Either you come home with me tonight and you tell Hayley the truth, or you stay here and you lose your son forever. It's up to you.
Raquel: My parents would never let you take Max away from me. They'd hire a lawyer.
Mateo: Your parents? You mean the parents that wanted you to give up their grandson for adoption before he was born, right? The ones you had to run away from and hide for years. You think anybody's going to listen to them?
Raquel: What makes you think that I'm not going to go back to Pine Valley and make things worse?
Mateo: It can't get any worse. Hayley won't talk to me. She doesn't trust me I have nothing to lose.
Raquel: Yeah, well, now Hayley knows how I felt for the past year.
Max: I don't have time to argue. The plane leaves in less than an hour. Now, go get packed. Why are you doing this? You're trying to ruin my life. What you're doing is hurtful and it's cruel. And I know you. You're not either of those things. And if you are, you're not going to raise my son. So I'm going outside. I'm going to go talk to Max. You've got 10 minutes. Go get packed.
Raquel: Ugh!

Hayley: Ryan and I depend on each other. And what we have is friendship. Ok?
Liza: Well, I know that's the party line. But I get the feeling that there's something more.
Hayley: Look, I'm not ready for a relationship with anyone, all right? My life is so messed up, I don't know how I'm going to go on myself.
Liza: Hayley, I don't want to hear you talk like that. You're way too gutsy to give up on life.
Hayley: Everything feels so empty without Mateo. You know, we were like partners in everything -- business and life. You know, we were two halves of a whole.
Liza: Well, that's the way I feel about Adam -- at least until today. But you have to be able to stand on your own. You have to be able to fight your own battles.
Hayley: Yeah, but it feels so lonely, you know?
Liza: So is that where Ryan comes in?
Hayley: I guess. I don't know. Mateo and I just let everything drift apart, you know? We stopped talking to each other. We hid all our anger. And when everything came to the surface, it just got real ugly real fast.
Liza: That's a tough lesson to learn.
Hayley: Mateo thinks that we can just pick up where we left off, but I feel like if I do, I'm going backwards. And Raquel is gone now, and Max is gone now, but everything else is still in pieces.
Liza: And you know what?
Hayley: What?
Liza: It's going to stay that way as long as you stay a hermit in this house. You need to go out. You need to do something.
Hayley: I thought about going out for a jog, but it just seems like so much effort.
Liza: Oh, please. Forget the exercise. Go to the mall.
Hayley: You want me to go shopping?
Liza: Yes, I want you to go shopping. I want you to buy yourself some new clothes. Get a makeover.
Hayley: Who do I have to look nice for?
Liza: You have yourself to look nice for. Really. You do it for yourself. And then you go buy that sweet temptations or whatever it is, and get some of the sinfully chocolate ice cream that Stuart talks about. He says it's as incredible and makes you as happy as a big old happy pill.
Hayley: Shopping and chocolate, huh?
Liza: Yeah.
Hayley: Hmm.

Scott: Don't you want to know what Gillian wanted?
Ryan: No. Not really. Ahem.
Scott: What's going on with you guys? You on or off?
Ryan: Off.
Scott: For good?
Ryan: For good.
Scott: Is that because of Hayley? Is that why she left Mateo and moved in with my Uncle Adam?
Ryan: It's a lot more complicated than that.
Scott: Hey, if you don't want to talk about it, that's cool.
Ryan: I have feelings for her. For Hayley. I do. I mean, I thought we were just really good friends, but --
Scott: Sometimes that's how it starts. But then you wake up one morning and you realize you've been dreaming about her. But it's not that platonic kind of dream.
Ryan: Yeah. I -- I didn't mean for it to happen. Now that it has, I feel like I just can't run away from it.

Monty: Mr. Chandler, you said you had more questions. I have time now.
Adam: Uh, yes --
David: Actually, Mr. Chandler and I have to leave.
Monty: I thought he wanted to learn more about lab procedures.
Adam: I do. I --
David: Well, you can cover that in the interview. You see, he's funding my latest research project, and I need to show him what I've got so far.
Adam: Really?
David: Yes, really. You know, you're going to be so impressed with the progress that I've made in cardiopathic resuscitation. I'll tell you, your money has been well spent.

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 to do any such thing. Adam, I am a doctor, first and foremost. If Colby's stem cells can help save Dimitri, at least prolong his 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.

[Adam pulls the fire alarm]

[Fire alarm sounds]

Monty: False alarm. Mr. Chandler, what are you doing? Why is the cold pack open?
Adam: Huh?

Jake: All right. All right.
Gillian: What's going on?
Jake: It's all right. It's a false alarm.
Gillian: Oh. How stupid and reckless.
Jake: Hey. "Stupid and reckless" -- that sounds like what Adam was calling me when I gave permission to do this whole thing with Colby. All right, I should probably get her home. This is too loud.
Gillian: Wait, wait. Before you go, one last thing. Liza, she's going along with the whole donation thing?
Jake: Well, we were both kind of reluctant at first. We saved Colby's stem cells in case she needs them down the road for something, you know.
Gillian: And then what made you change your mind?
Jake: Well, the procedure only uses a few of them, not all of them, for compatibility tests and then treatment if they're compatible. So there's no risk to Colby.
Gillian: Oh, Jake. That's great.
Jake: But remember -- remember -- this is strictly experimental.
Gillian: Yeah. When I'm done with my shift, I'm going to go to the hospital chapel and I'm going to light a few candles. Oh, Jake. You are the kindest, most wonderful man to care so much about me to be willing to help out my family this way.
Jake: I just hope it works.
Gillian: You know, when the doctor told me that Dimitri was dead, panicked. You know, it wasn't the same kind of pain I felt when Ryan gave me the divorce. It was more like when my mother died.
Jake: I can only imagine what it's like to lose a parent.
Gillian: And then when Alex and Edmund told me that Dimitri was alive, I was so overjoyed that I almost fainted.
Jake: Then you found out how sick he was.
Gillian: And they wouldn't allow me to go see him.
Jake: Why? Because of his condition?
Gillian: No, because that's what Dimitri wanted, and he got really upset when Edmund went to visit him in the hospital.
Jake: I'm sure his doctors want to keep him calm, too.
Gillian: Well, Dimitri won't have to worry about being seen as an invalid for much longer. It's going to work, Jake. We're going to get our miracle. And then we're going to go ride together. We're going to skate on the pond, or we can just sit in front of the fire and cuddle up and listen to Dimitri telling his stories.
Jake: I hope so.
Gillian: I know so. So when can we start this whole procedure?
Jake: As soon as the lab finishes running the tests.
Gillian: Oh. Alex and Edmund must be -- must be freaking out. I mean, you know, they can't even comfort each other.
Jake: Well, maybe you could help them. They went up to Seaview. Maybe you could go up to see them.
Gillian: Yeah. Yeah, I'm going to do that. I'll be in touch.
Jake: All right.
Gillian: And thank you, thank you. Thank you, little one. Thank you! Bye.
Jake: Bye-bye. Yeah? Ready to go? You want to go see your mom? Huh?

Scott: Just give Hayley a chance to regroup, all right? I mean, she's had a re tough time of it.
Ryan: Don't worry about that. Nobody respects that more than I do.
Scott: Right. Your parents were alcoholics too, right?
Ryan: Yeah. Which is maybe why Hayley and I got so close. We have that bond. Gillian never really understood where I came from. She grew up in a castle with a doting grandmother who spoiled her.
Scott: Yeah, but her mother died when she was young, too, and her dad was a womanizing gambler who was never around. I mean, it's not like she had this perfect little childhood.
Ryan: No, that's true. But at least she had her grandmother. It wasn't like h parents used to slap her around and treat her like dirt. That's how it was for Hayley and me.
Hayley: That's how what was for you and Hayley?
Scott: Hayley.
Hayley: Scotty.
Scott: Uncle Adam finally let you out of your gilded cage, huh?
Hayley: Why does everyone think that Adam keeps me chained to a bedpost? I told your dad I wanted to keep a low profile.
Scott: Sorry.
Hayley: So? What were you guys saying about me?
Ryan: No, I was just telling Scott what it was like growing up with drunks.
Hayley: Oh. Well, it was a blast. Did Ryan tell you this one? How may alcoholics does it take to change a light bulb?
Scott: I don't know.
Hayley: Change? You get it? Change?
Scott: I'm going to go get that vacuum cleaner -- the one we talked about.
Ryan: Oh. Yeah, I'll go with you.
Scott: No, that's ok. You stay here with Hayley. I'll be back.

Hayley: So what am I, typhoid Hayley all of a sudden?
Ryan: No, I think he just wanted to give us a little room. Yeah. Well, I should probably get going anyway.
Hayley: No, don't rush off. Wait. I haven't heard from you in a while.
Ryan: Yeah. Well, Mateo came to visit me at the loft.
Hayley: Tell me he didn't slug you again.
Ryan: No, he didn't. But he did warn me. He said if I was really interested in what was best for you, then I shouldn't interfere in your life, that I should stay away from you.
Hayley: Really? Since when does Mateo know what's best for me?
Ryan: I think the more important question is, is that what you want? Me to stay away from you?
Hayley: No. That's definitely not what I want.
Ryan: Are you sure about that? Because Mateo seemed to be pretty sure about it.
Hayley: Well, I don't care what Mateo thinks. He can take his opinions and shove them, for all I care.
Ryan: Ok.
Hayley: I mean it. I'm sick of him trying to pick who I can hang out with and who I can't.
Ryan: Ok. I just felt that I should ask you.
Hayley: Between him and my father constantly trying to run my life, it's enough already. You're my lifeline, Ryan. You're my best friend. Right now I need all the friends I can get, you know?
Ryan: Well, I'm very glad to hear that. Well, now that we've got that settled, how about I buy you a soda?
Hayley: Well, if you make it a double-chocolate slurpee and three slices of pizza, you got yourself a deal.
Ryan: I like the way that sounds. You sit right here.
Hayley: Ok.
Ryan: Don't blame me if you get heartburn. I'll be right back.

[Telephone rings]

Liza: Hello?
Mateo: Liza?
Liza: Yes?
Mateo: Listen, it's Mat. Don't hang up. I need to talk to Hayley.
Liza: Sorry, no can do.
Mateo: Look, I know Adam's ordered the whole household to hang up on me, but it's important.
Liza: No, no, no. The reason that I can't is because Hayley's not here.
Mateo: She's not?
Liza: No.
Mateo: Well, did she move out? She move back to Trevor's?
Liza: No.
Mateo: Well, where is she? I guess that's a stupid question, because you're not going to tell me. But if you're not going to tell me, I'm going to find out on my own, all right?
Liza: Mateo, wait. Adam would kill me if he knew that I was telling you that Hayley was at the mall, so obviously I can't tell you.
Mateo: Thanks, Liza. I owe you.
Liza: Sorry, Adam. You have got to learn.

[Doorbell rings]

Jake: Coming in.
Liza: Hi.
Jake: Hi.
Liza: How you doing? I was going to beep you.
Jake: Oh. Well --
Liza: Come on in. No, no, no. Leave it out there. I'll get it back in.
Jake: We're not late, are we?
Liza: No, no. Not at all. Right on time. Hello. Are you hungry? Did you miss me?
Jake: Want to talk to mommy?
Liza: Come here.
Jake: She was a little fussy when she came out of her nap, so I gave her some apple juice. Hope that was all right.
Liza: Oh, yeah. Thanks for taking her for the afternoon.
Jake: Yeah. You might not thank me when you hear about the decision I made while we were out.

[Fire alarm sounds]

Adam: I was just checking to make sure it was still cold.
Monty: What?
Adam: I said when the --

[fire alarm turns off]

Adam: I said --

[PA. System beeps]

PA. Announcer: Attention. To all patients and personnel -- the fire department has issued the all-clear. Everyone may now return to the building.
Monty: Were you tampering with that sample?
Adam: Oh, no, of course not. No, no. I was just checking to make sure it was still intact.
Monty: Well, why wouldn't it be? I packed it myself.
Adam: Well, when the alarm went off, Dr. Hayward asked me to come back and check on it, make sure the vibrations hadn't knocked it off the table.
Monty: What vibrations?
Adam: The fire alarm. And then if there had been an actual fire, of course, well, then there could have been an explosion, or -- and it's terribly important that this get to the testing facility right away.
Monty: I thought this was Dr. Jake martin's case.
Adam: Well, yes. They're collaborating. It's kind of a scientific paper -- research paper -- incredibly complicated medical procedure. I don't really know what it's about. But Dr. Hayward is in charge of the transfer of the specimen.
Monty: Well, then where is he?
Adam: He was just beeped. Some emergency of some kind.
Monty: Ok. Just to be on the safe side, why don't you let me clear it with Dr. Martin, ok?
Adam: No.

Hayley: Mmm.
Ryan: I can't believe you ate all that.
Hayley: That's my kind of soul food.
Scott: Hey. Check it out, man.
Ryan: Oh, my -- look at the size of that. You went with the canister.
Scott: I did. Got a great deal. Comes with, like, 10 attachments.
Ryan: I told you.
Hayley: You guys are out scoring vacuum cleaners? Domestic Gods, I salute thee.
Scott: Mm-hmm.
Ryan: Well, Scott totaled Liza's old one.
Scott: Yeah. Do you approve?
Ryan: Are you kidding? Yeah, absolutely. How much do I owe you?
Scott: Uh --
Ryan: Oh. You got a little --
Scott: We can settle up later. Listen, I'm late for a dentist appointment, so --
Ryan: Yeah.
Hayley: Oh. Ahem.
Ryan: All right.
Scott: I'll catch you later.
Hayley: Ok.
Scott: Hayley, good to see you again, as always.
Hayley: Bye, sweet Scotty. Give your daddy a kiss.
Scott: Ok. Take care.

Hayley: Careful.
Ryan: So where you heading?
Hayley: Down the hall there's this little boutique and this cute dress in the window I want to try on.
Ryan: Yeah? I'll walk you.
Hayley: Oh, great. I can model it for you. You can give me the thumbs up or down.
Raquel: Hayley?
Hayley: Raquel. I didn't know you were back in town.
Raquel: It's just for this afternoon. Liza told me you were here shopping.
Hayley: Why? Were you looking for me?
Raquel: I have a few things that I want to say to you. In private.

Liza: What decision
Jake: Well, it's nothing that I've acted on yet. I was just -- I'm sorry. I was appalled at Adam's behavior at the hospital today. I thought it was atrocious.
Liza: You know, that makes two of us.
Jake: I know. And I appreciate you hanging tough with me. I was just trying to explain to him the procedure, and he was going insane. He's out of his mind.
Liza: Oh, he's just overprotective of Colby. Look what she's got.
Jake: Like I not protective of her. I mean, he acts like he's the only one thinking of her best interests. Like I'm going to do something that's going to put her at risk. I mean, please.
Liza: Well, you know, Adam and I, we sort of had it out after you left. We did. And I told him that he was reverting back to his old self and that he was the Adam that always had to have the last word.
Jake: It's got to stop. As far as Colby's concerned, he's not going to call the shots with her anymore. I'm sorry if -- I'm sorry if that makes things tough for you, but --
Liza: No. Don't be. Adam does a good job of doing that all by himself.

Adam: No.
Monty: Mr. Chandler, I have to follow protocol. There are rules.
Adam: Of course. And I respect that. It's just that I just saw Dr. Martin leaving the hospital. He's off duty.
Monty: Well, we can still beep him.
Adam: Well, yes. But I heard him tell a nurse just as he was walking out that he's spending the afternoon with his new infant daughter. Now, you wouldn't want to interfere with that for something so inconsequential, would you?
Monty: Well, I thought it was a major research project.
Adam: Well, it is. You need authorization. Is that it?
Well, call Dr. Hayward. Oh, I'm forgetting. He got beeped. He's probably in surgery right now. He might be quite angry if -- well, you can probably explain it to him.
Monty: No, no, no, no. I'm not about to have my head handed to me on a gurney. I've had enough run-ins with Dr. Hayward, thank you very much.
Adam: Yes. And you'd probably have another one if he finds out that you wouldn't let me take this to the lab.
Monty: It's just that you're not authorized personnel.
Adam: Monty, this is the Adam Chandler wing of the hospital. And it's critical that this get to the lab right away.
Monty: How do you know that?
Adam: You told me. You said, "The DNA. Tests, stat."
Monty: Yeah, right.
Adam: Right. So if you'll just point me in the right direction --
Monty: Ok, I told you, I could lose my job, ok? But I'll put a rush on it right now, all right? Yeah, this is Monty in the lab. Can you send somebody up here quickly? I need this sample taken right away. Thank you, yeah. Don't worry, Mr. C. Monty's on the case, ok? And don't forget about sending those guys over for the interview.
Adam: Right.
Monty: Yeah. No, I need it right now. Mm-hmm.

Adam: Oh. Nobody outsmarts me. Nobody.

Monty: Five minutes. No more.