Days of Our Lives Best Lines Thursday 11/15/12

Days of Our Lives Best Lines Thursday 11/15/12

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Maxine: Nice to have her (Jennifer) back, isn't it, Doctor?

Daniel: Do you work ever? Ever?

Eric: Okay, do you want to talk to me about it?

Nicole: No, I don't... I don't know. I mean, I fell in love, and hilarity ensued.

Eric: Sounds more like a lot of pain ensued.

Nicole: Isn't that always what happens? I'm sorry. I'm--I'm sorry. Just pretend this isn't happening, because that's what I always do.

Brady: All right, all right, Dad, you know what, you're gonna be all cool about this and everything's fine. Everything is not fine. The woman is here to cause trouble. And not small trouble, Dad. We're talking DiMera-quality trouble--kidnappings, murders, things like that.

John: You know, kid, you sure are getting a lot of mileage out of a misplaced money clip.

Brady: Misplaced?

John: Yeah, I know, I know she's probably responsible for the Greek economy too.

Sami: I don't know what to say.

Rafe: Huh. That never happens.

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