AMC Best Lines Wednesday 8/12/09

All My Children Best Lines Wednesday 8/12/09

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Annie: You barge in here, strip down, and go racing off to the pool.

Scott: I was hot. What?

Annie: I'm hot, too, Scott, but you see I'm wearing a bathing suit, because I'm appropriate.

Kendall: But, Zach, I don't want to give up. You, Zach -- you're the man that I belong with.

Zach: Today.

Kendall: All right, you know what, Zach? That's not fair. That's not fair. I mean, you're treating me like I'm some petty fickle idiot.

Zach: You gave yourself to another man not once, but twice. And now, every time I see Devane, I don't know what he's saying to me. All I can hear is my heart pounding in my head, "That's the man that slept with my wife."

Francesca: Then where will you get the money?

Zach: My worst enemy.

Liza: Which one?

Liza: So I will be handling the paperwork for Zach's loan.

Francesca: Doesn't Mr. Slater need a lawyer for that?

Liza: I am a lawyer.

Francesca: I wasn't aware of that. I thought you were a -- never mind.

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