B&B Best Lines Thursday 5/5/11

The Bold and The Beautiful Best Lines Thursday 5/5/11

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Steffy: So how do you feel about going back home?

Bill: It's what we do now, Steffy.

Steffy: You know, no one could have done what you did. You took charge. I called you for help, and you didn't even hesitate. Bill, you were there for me. You were there for my family. You saved my brother. That's the kind of man that you are. You know, when I'm-- I'm with you, I feel safe, like I can handle anything as long as I'm with you. When you told me you loved me, did you... just say it because you were caught up in the euphoria of finding my brother or... did you mean it?

Bill: I've only said those words to one other woman--Katie, my wife.

Steffy: The woman who left you. Bill, I'm here for you. I didn't just say I'd follow you to the ends of the earth. I did, because there is no other place I'd rather be. I want you. I want you more than any other man I have ever met. I loved you before we got here, but it's different now. Bill, I need you. I have to have you.

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