General Hospital Transcript Wednesday 8/11/04

Provided by Suzanne

Singers: How it's done this is how we do it, like, oh, yeah girls in the house say oh, yeah every time we do it

Lois: That's what I'm talking about. You guys look great.

Singers: Boys in the house say what this is how we do it, like

Lois: Whoa, whoa! Human train wreck!

[Turns off music]

Lois: What just happened?

Dillon: He walked in. And if he doesn't turn around right now and walk out, I will.

Lois: Already she's a diva.

Ned: Go away, mother.

Tracy: And leave you to root through your grandmother's things? I think not.

Edward: Excuse me? What do you think you're doing?

Tracy: He's cheating. Isn't it obvious?

Nikolas: Hi.

Mary: I --

Nikolas: I didn't expect you so early. Did you get the money and the car?

Mary: Don't worry, I’ll have everything you need to leave town in a couple of hours. I worried about you all night. That's why I stopped by -- to see if you were ok.

Emily: You know what? Let me translate the Mary-speak. She's here because she can't believe her luck. She can't believe that you're playing back into her hands. And frankly, neither can I.

Jax: Tricks?

Courtney: Oh, come on. I mean, you had to know that I would see right through you. I mean, really, the clock is ticking on your little bet, and now you are ratcheting up your little seduction campaign. Like I said, this one -- this one was extremely inspired. Really, Jax -- I mean, showing up at my door at dawn; bearing breakfast and flowers. A girl could get used to this, but it is not going to get me into bed with you.

Jax: I think I'm offended now.

Courtney: Oh, sure you are.

Jax: You see calculation behind my every move?

Courtney: Hmm, let's see -- every move? Yeah.

Jax: Well, I'm going to have to work on dispelling some of that cynicism.

Courtney: Really?

Jax: Come here.

Dillon: We have been over this. Lucas is the problem. Or maybe it's Georgie, who sent him here to throw me off.

Georgie: No, I did no such thing.

Trent: Dude, chill. All Lucas did was walk in the door.

Dillon: It's a closed set, Lucas. No visitors.

Lucas: I don't need an invitation to come here, Dillon. My mother owns the building, remember?

Dillon: Listen to me, Georgie, it's over. Ok? We're done. You don't need to send Lucas here to rub my nose in how ignorant I’ve been or make me feel like a pig!

Georgie: No, I -- I never --

Dillon: You're free, ok? Find some other guy to -- to reform, all right? And be sure to point out all of his inadequacies. Make him feel like the dog that he is. And while you're at it, send him mixed signals about sex.

Georgie: Fine. Fine, and you go cheat on some other, you know, trusting fool. Go -- go be in love with her one second, and then -- and then over her the next. You know what? Destroy someone else's self-confidence. I'm finished!

Brook Lynn: Well, that went well.

Lois: Hey, I’ve seen worse.

Ned: Don't be ridiculous.

Tracy: You have been caught, Ned. Have sense enough to know it.

Edward: With a hand in your cookie jar. What are you looking for, anyway?

Tracy: Anything that'll give him unfair advantage over us in mother's ridiculous humanity sweepstakes.

Edward: Is this true?

Ned: What do you think?

Edward: I think you're working some kind of an angle.

Ned: All right. If you must know, I'm trying to find a clue to the judge's identity.

Tracy: Thereby giving you unfair advantage, unless you want to convince us that you would have told us what you were doing if I hadn't walked in and caught you.

Ned: No, I'm not going to try and convince you of that.

Tracy: Good. And now I want you to ask yourself, would your grandmother have approved of this tactic?

Edward: I think not. And I think if there's any information to be found in that box, we should find it together.

Ned: Fine. You two take first crack at the box, and then I’ll come back later and go through it in peace.

Tracy: That was too easy.

Edward: Yes, indeed.

Faith: I knew you'd come.

Justus: No, you didn't. You don't look like you got much sleep.

Faith: No, I -- I couldn't get the feel of you off my lips. How about you?

Justus: Slept like a baby.

Faith: Liar.

Justus: Faith, my nights of tossing and turning over you are long gone.

Faith: Like I said -- liar.

Justus: You don't know me as well as you think you do.

Faith: I know that you're on fire. You hide it well, but I can see it in your eyes.

Emily: We need to rethink that, Nikolas. Trusting Mary is asking for trouble that we don't need. I certainly don’t.

Mary: I wouldn't double-cross you. I want Nikolas safe from Helena.

Emily: You want Nikolas for yourself, Mary! Nikolas may have forgotten that little detail. Or maybe he's under the mistaken impression that it doesn't matter. I know that it does!

Mary: I won't deny that I am in love with Nikolas.

Emily: Thank you!

Mary: That's why I don't want to see him in danger.

Emily: Well, he is, Mary, because of you and your sick obsession. If you had sent Nikolas back to his life after the accident, Helena wouldn't be in a position to hurt him.

Nikolas: Look, there's no point in going over and over something that's in the past and can't be changed, ok?

Mary: Right.

Emily: Maybe not. But we're fools if we don't learn from it. Everything in me is screaming that Mary can't be trusted. For all we know, she's working with Helena.

Mary: No.

Nikolas: Why would she?

Emily: Helena has access to so-called psychiatrists -- motivated by money or fear, or whatever -- to convince you of anything; that you're Jack the Ripper or a cat! Turning you back into Connor Bishop probably isn't even that much of a challenge. You think that idea doesn't appeal to Mary? Don't kid yourself.

Mary: I am not cooperating with Helena. She approached me. And, yes, I was tempted. But I turned her down.

Emily: Do you see what is happening, Nikolas? Please, tell me that you see through her lies.

Mary: Emily isn't thinking clearly. Her jealousy of me is totally in the way.

Nikolas: Mary, that's ridiculous. You have nothing that Emily wants or needs.

Mary: I did. I had you. And Emily can't forget that. It haunts you, doesn't it?

Nikolas: All right, that's enough. Please? Come on.

Mary: You hate the idea of me and Nikolas together, but you can't get it out of your head. It makes you sick, it makes you angry, but it doesn't let you go. Isn't that right, Emily?

Emily: Yes, you lying sociopath. For once in your life, you spoke the truth.

Courtney: Uh-huh. Leaving something behind? That is so path--

Jason: Jax just left the parking lot. I need to speak to you, alone.

Mary: I've upset you and that wasn't my intention. I'll be back in a couple of hours with a car, some cash, the documents you'll need to get out of town. If Emily manages to convince you that I can't be trusted, you don't have to use them. At least I tried.

Emily: You slept with that woman every night, Nikolas. You touched her, you kissed her, you made love to her, and then you fell asleep with her in your arms. "Mary's not evil --" I tell myself that -- "she's just damaged, pathetic, and lost." I try to find compassion for her in my heart, Nikolas, but it's not there. All I want to do is choke her until she dies! So go ahead! By all means, you trust her if you think you can, because I'm not objective. But you just remember, neither is Mary.

Edward: Oh, no, no, no, it's not true. I'm well aware of Ned’s intelligence and his cunning. As a matter of fact, out of all my grandchildren, he's the most like me.

Tracy: Used to be.

Edward: I beg your pardon?

Tracy: I hate to be the one to tell you this, daddy, but that once famous edge of yours -- it's dulled considerably.

Edward: I don't mind if you choose to believe that.

Tracy: I was hoping it wasn't true, but the proof is in. Even ham-handed Heather managed to make you look like an old fool. But don't you worry, daddy. You've got me. I'll watch your back.

Edward: Well, I'll never turn it on you, that's for sure.

Tracy: Hooking up with me is about the smartest thing you could ever do. Nobody fools me for long, not even desperate Heather or my clever son.

Felicia: Ooh, hey. Hi.

Ned: What a coincidence.

Felicia: Well, why is that?

Ned: Well, you were on my mind this morning. I was going through some of my grandmother's things and I -- I found your draft of her memoirs.

Felicia: Oh, you know, I was so grateful that you dreamed up that idea and asked me to help Lila with that project. Thank you very much.

Ned: Well, I know she really looked forward to your -- to your sessions with her.

Felicia: Well, it was an amazing project. And not only did I admire her, but I was very, very fond of her.

Ned: So, now, would that make the writing more difficult?

Felicia: No. Why would it?

Ned: Well, aren't writers supposed to, you know, stay impartial, be objective?

Felicia: Well, no, no, no. Not when they're, you know, telling somebody else's story, because you have to get inside their head and they have to see from the other person's point of view. Right?

Ned: Fine, fine.

Felicia: Yeah.

Ned: No wonder you two got along so well. You're a lot alike.

Felicia: Well, you think?

Ned: Yeah. You're both women of courage, wit, wisdom, tempered with a sense of humor.

Felicia: Oh.

Ned: I definitely made the right choice to hire you for the book. You were the perfect person to get into my grandmother's head.

Faith: The kisses feel the same.

Justus: I was spiraling out. I was overconfident, reckless. I was drinking too much.

Faith: Please don't blame what happened between us on an alcoholic haze.

Justus: Oh, I wish it had been that simple, Faith. I was consumed by you. I let our affair cloud my professional judgment with fatal consequences for my client, and I ruined your life in the process.

Faith: I did ok.

Justus: You call this ok?

Faith: This is just what happened.

Justus: After I cost you the man you loved, you lost your life, Faith. I made you easy pickings for a man like Rosco, but that's not going to happen this time.

Faith: This time?

Justus: I owe you. I've decided to repay the debt; wipe the slate clean. I'm representing you, Faith.

Faith: Thank God.

Justus: That kiss -- that kiss was the last flicker of a flame that died out a long time ago.

Faith: I don't believe that. But I'm too grateful to argue with you right now. You're one of the only people in this town that doesn't want to see me dead.

Courtney: What difference does it make, Jason? Faith is in custody. She's out of your way. I mean, isn't that the point, or does she have to be dead first?

Jason: What are you talking -- you're the one who tried to warn me on the pier. I just want to know how the --

Courtney: Jason, I was desperate to save you that night, but you had no interest in hearing what I had to say. You told me to stay out of it, so I am taking your advice, ok?

Jason: Well, this is important. I need to know what happened, Courtney.

Courtney: Just stop, stop! Stop grilling me, ok? Don't you have anything else better to do? I mean, maybe Sam needs your help again, or has she already moved on?

Jason: No, Sam -- Sam’s not going anywhere.

Courtney: So she's still living with you after everything that's happened?

Jax: Well, then, why don't you go back to Sonny's mistress and leave Courtney alone.

Lois: No, you can't do that!

Dillon: Yeah, I am. I can.

Lois: Take a few deep breaths, and let the impulse to bail pass.

Dillon: It's not an impulse, Lois. I've hated this stupid gig from the beginning. Hello, people! Hi, hi, hi! This is me, I'm a guy! I'm not a girl, and I never wanted to be one, not even temporarily.

Lois: Ok, fine. You want me to beg, I'll beg. Here I go -- please, Dillon? I really need you to stick it out. The group needs you.

Dillon: It's not a group, Lois! There's -- there's Brook Lynn, who sings her little butt off, and then a bunch of random fakes, including my hostile ex-girlfriend and this spoiled little brat who teamed up with my mother to ruin my life.

Sage: Hey, leave me out of it, ok?

Dillon: And then there's me, the biggest fake of all.

Sage: I can't believe how obnoxious you're being.

Dillon: I'm sorry, are you speaking to me?

Sage: After this? You know what? Maybe not! You'll be lucky if anyone does!

Trent: Good approach, Sage. Ok, antagonize the guy even more. Look, we're going to get out your way, all right?

Lois: Thanks.

Dillon: That's it, I’m over. I'm done. If you want another guy in drag, why don't you put this on Lucas' fat head?

Lucas: Why is everyone coming down on me? I didn't provoke Dillon.

Brook Lynn: Hey, you showed up. Was that really necessary? I mean, you know how Dillon feels about you, and did you not stop to consider how he would react? God, it ruined his whole game, and it's just that there's so many people depending on him right now. I really think that you should go apologize to him and my ma for being so insensitive.

Dillon: No, no, not today -- not ever.

Lois: I don't want to hear any more. You need to clear your head and gain some perspective. And I am not accepting your resignation, by the way. And while you're thinking about that, you need to realize that Brook Lynn is a major talent, and her future as an artist is resting in your hands.

Dillon: Look, that's not fair, Lois. It's not.

Lois: Maybe not, but it's true. I don't know. You know, maybe I'm expecting too much. But when I was growing up, friends were everything. You would go to the wall for your posse, especially over something life-changing for the better. But you kids today, I don't know. You know, you're just so self-oriented, and it's really too bad because there's nothing that feels better than knowing you helped a friend.

Dillon: I don't want you to think that I don't --

Lucas: Dillon. I guess I owe --

Dillon: Say nothing to me or I will ram your teeth down your throat.

Lois: Dillon? Dillon? You just missed the fireworks.

Ned: Yeah. I saw Georgie upstairs sulking, so she filled me in. I have a pretty good idea what went down.

Lois: We were supposed to shoot the video, but we wasted a whole day because absolutely nothing was done.

Ned: All right, don't worry. It'll work out. It always does.

Lois: Did he not hear me?

Ned: Hey. I have something that I want you to look at.

Brook Lynn: Sure.

Ned: This is grandmother's stationery. As you can see, it's very distinctive.

Brook Lynn: Yeah. So?

Ned: Have you ever seen this stationery over at the Scorpio house?

Lois: Uh, L&B is in crisis mode here, and you're worried about notepaper? What's up with that?

Nikolas: Jealousy. All the blood rushes to your head, your whole body gets warm, your stomach drops, you feel nauseous, right?

Emily: Every single time I lay eyes on Mary.

Nikolas: Yeah, I understand that. Because I had those same feelings when I saw you with Lucky at The Cellar the other night, and you weren't even sleeping with him. All he did was touch your face. I went nuts. So I’m at least as possessive of you as you are of me. And I've just started to remember my past. Just think of what I’ll be like when I remember the whole thing. They may have to have me committed.

[Emily laughs]

Emily: Don't say that, Nikolas, even as a joke. Words have power, you know. All right, so, what do you want to do about Mary?

Nikolas: Whatever feels right to you.

Emily: You mean that?

Nikolas: Mm-hmm. I trust you.

Emily: Ok. Well, then I say don't run because that would only give Helena more ammunition. Just stay here a little while longer. I'm going to go to the hospital and find a psychiatrist to evaluate your mental state, and then I’m going to call Alexis for guidance from there.

Nikolas: Sounds like a plan.

Emily: Ok. Ok. I have to get this in motion, ok? Stay out of sight.

Nikolas: Ok.

Emily: All right.

Nikolas: Don't be long.

Emily: I won’t.

Nikolas: Please? Bye. Bye.

Emily: Bye.

Ric: Alexis, hi. Um -- I've been meaning to call you. I wondered if you had heard --

Alexis: Oh, please. You could certainly come up with a more original line than that.

Ric: What are you outraged about this time?

Alexis: You're a Harvard graduate, for God's sake. I mean, it's not as impressive as an Yale degree, but it would still imply that you have a modicum of intelligence, perhaps an iota of creativity --

Ric: Uh --

Alexis: That maybe you would think of something else.

Ric: Yeah, sure, sure. I can see that you really enjoyed it -- the kiss, I mean.

Alexis: What kiss?

Ric: Hmm. And having enjoyed it, now you're on the brink of a full-scale panic attack. So the only remedy for that is to concoct some sort of excuse to come at me and find a way to justify a way of attacking me.

Alexis: I'm simply taking exception to the most unimaginative, frat-boyesque line of all times.

Ric: Yeah, right. You're paranoid.

Alexis: "I've been meaning to call you"? "I really enjoyed the kiss, date, one-night stand --" fill in the blank.

Ric: Ahem.

Alexis: "I'd love to see you again. I've just been so busy. You know how it is. Maybe we could get together again later in a month, year, a decade. I'll call," which means they won't, which is a relief. So, please, don't you call, either.

Ric: I meant to call you about Skye’s appeal.

Alexis: Oh.

Ric: But if you'd like to go out, I completely and totally --

Alexis: I don’t.

Jax: You're not a guest. Guests are invited. What's it going to take for you to get the message, Jason? Courtney's through with you.

Jason: Jax speaks for you?

Courtney: No, he doesn't. Look, Jason, I just -- I think -- I think you should just leave us alone.

Jason: If that's what you want.

Jax: Well, wonders never cease. You finally closed the door on Jason and opened it to me.

Courtney: Like hell.

Ned: Brook, have you ever seen Felicia with paper like this?

Brook Lynn: I don't think so. Why is it so important?

Lois: That's what I'd like to know.

Ned: It's a long story that has to do with my family. I need to ask you to do something for me.

Brook Lynn: What?

Ned: I want you to go over to Felicia’s. I want you to look around and see if you can find stationery just like this.

Lois: You are asking our daughter to spy on the woman that has been kind and generous enough to let us stay in her home? Lovely, Ned, just lovely. I'm sure that Edward and Tracy would be very proud. Don't you dare even consider it, honey. Come over here a second. Come here. Do you see? That is a perfect example of why I’ve kept our daughter away from your dysfunctional family all these years.

Edward: Coincidence my foot. I knew I shouldn't have trusted her. She's rigging the competition.

Heather: I care about you, Edward. You know, whether you like it or not, I'm always going to look out for your best interests.

Edward: I'm grateful for that. I really am.

Heather: Well, then, mission accomplished. I'll see you later.

Edward: I mean it. I am grateful, and I thank you.

Monica: Oh, for God's sakes, Edward!

Alan: Oh, father, what is the matter with you?

Monica: Get out of my house, you tramp!

Edward: Would you two check your tone at the door and show her some civility? When I tell you what she told me, you'll want to kiss her yourselves.

Alexis: Never again.

Ric: Oh, come on, it was just a suggestion.

Alexis: So was a cruise on the Titanic.

Ric: You know, I wouldn't mind getting you drunk --

Alexis: I wasn't drunk, I was --

Ric: Because you're a hell of a lot of more fun.

Alexis: Did it ever occur to you that the reason that I drank in excess that night was because you were too intolerable to tolerate sober?

Ric: You see, and that -- that's what goes away --

Alexis: No.

Ric: The hostility.

Alexis: No, that's common sense.

Ric: No, that's called fear. No, it's called fear. See, you don't want to like me because "like" is the first in a sequence of a long, complex equation which could possibly and potentially lead to intimacy, dare I say, which really scares the hell out of you.

Alexis: Did it ever occur to you that --

Ric: But when you are drunk, you are loose, you know? You let yourself go. You let your silly side come out. I'm not advocating that you become a full-blown alcoholic here. I'm just trying to say that I would like to be able to take you out for dinner and dancing if you are ever in the mood. So I will leave it up to you to call me.

Courtney: Really? And how did I do that?

Jax: Well, you referred to us, as in "us," as in "we," as in "couple."

Courtney: Ok, all right. Jax, don't -- don't get ahead of yourself, all right? Jason got on my nerves, and I just said the first thing that popped into my head, all right?

Jax: Oh, well, knee-jerk reactions are usually more revealing than well-thought-out answers. I'm really getting under your skin, aren't I?

Courtney: I wouldn't go that far.

Jax: Well, then go as far as you're comfortable with.

Courtney: Ok, fine. I like you, all right? We have fun together.

Jax: It's deeper than that, and you know it. Look, I know that you didn't intend to let your guard down. Neither did I. But it's happening in spite of our well-laid plans. So why not just let it? I promise that you won't be sorry.

Courtney: Oh, my God. I -- I forgot, and I’ve been trying to get in there forever. I'm so -- I'm late.

Jax: What? What are you talking about?

Courtney: I have a hair appointment.

Jax: You got to be kidding.

Courtney: No, I'm not. I'm not, and this guy is impossible to get into. I mean it, he is, and I've -- I've got to get dressed, and I've got to get out of here, ok? So, look, just call me. I'll call you --

Jax: Ok, all right.

Courtney: Whatever happens, ok? I'll -- I'll just see you later, all right?

Jax: Sure, I'll just go.

Courtney: Ok.

Jax: Ok.

Courtney: Bye.

Jax: Enjoy your hair appointment.

Courtney: Thanks.

Jax: Ok, bye-bye.

Courtney: Ok.

Justus: I couldn't say.

Jason: What -- what does that mean?

Justus: That would be a breach of attorney-client privilege. I've decided to take Faith's case.

Jason: You're helping -- you're helping the woman who tried to assassinate Sonny and me?

Justus: Everyone is entitled to representation, including Faith.

Jason: Yeah, not from Sonny's attorney. What's going on here? Is Faith blackmailing you?

Justus: Oh, Jason, you know me. When I was in the monastery, I made a vow that I would right all past wrongs. I did Faith a grave disservice once, and this is my opportunity to make it up to her.

Jason: You know what, Justus? Honor is good, but loyalty is everything. You work for us. If you take Faith's case, it will be seen as an act of betrayal.

Justus: That's unfortunate because that's not how it's meant.

Jason: Man, you better think about what you're doing. And be real sure that you want to go there because if you do, you're done with Sonny and me.

Justus: No one tells me whom I can and cannot represent -- not you, not Sonny.

Dillon: What? What, me? Hello.

Brook Lynn: Yeah, look, before you threatened to hand him his teeth, Lucas was going to apologize to you.

Dillon: Oh, God. Ok, you go ahead and remind me why I should care.

Brook Lynn: Uh, because he's giving you room to make peace with Georgie. Look, even though you're too stubborn to admit it, it's exactly what you want.

Dillon: You know what, Brook Lynn? I was the one being lied to and humiliated.

Brook Lynn: Oh, snap out of it, Dillon! I'm serious, ok? Look, look, Dillon, don't let your pride get in the way of the best thing that you have in your life.

Lucas: Not just you. I'm to blame, too. We let this "Let's teach Dillon a gender lesson" thing get completely out of hand. Unless you meant for it to break the two of you up and make you enemies for life? Are you happy with the way things turned out?

Georgie: No.

Lucky: Are you a little tense?

Nikolas: Wouldn't you be?

Lucky: You're not going to have to hide out much longer.

Nikolas: I take it you've spoken to Emily?

Lucky: You know what? Turning yourself in for a psych evaluation was the right decision. Running would've only made the situation worse. What?

Nikolas: How can you be so casual about losing your chance with Emily?

Lucky: I'm not. I'm faking it, actually. As soon as I leave here, I'm going to the nearest bar.

Nikolas: Oh. Well, don't cause a scene. You might get arrested.

Lucky: Oh. By the way, I'm sorry about that.

Nikolas: Don't be sorry. I'm sorry. I was a jerk. I hope I can make it up someday.

Lucky: So do I.

Mary: Will you please get over yourself? I'm here to keep an eye on and distract Helena until we can get Nikolas out of town.

Emily: Oh, distraction -- you're very good at that, Mary, but you don't have to use your skills on Nikolas' behalf. He changed his mind.

Mary: He's not leaving?

Emily: Yeah, that's right, Mary, so he won't need your help. In fact, he has no further use for you at all.

Alan: So grateful, you're ready to take her to bed?

Edward: Does your mind live in the gutter?

Alan: When it comes to you, you bet it does.

Tracy: Who let her in?

Heather: Recognize this stationery?

Tracy: Of course I do. It belonged to my mother.

Heather: That, and you happen to have a box exactly like it sitting in your car, same watermark and everything.

Tracy: What are you looking at me for? Obviously, the cow is lying.

Edward: Obvious to whom?

Monica: Yes, it does get confusing between Heather and Tracy. Who is more deceitful?

Alan: Tracy gets my vote.

Tracy: Don't you see what's happening? My own brother is siding with her. The woman is a menace! You mark my words -- one day you are going to walk into a room and find her in a lip lock with your husband.

Alan: Don't start --

Monica: Oh, Tracy --

Edward: Tracy, I am very tired of you insinuating --

[All talking at once]

Lois: Stop it. You need to stop strategizing and follow by Lila’s rules; otherwise you're going to blow it.

Ned: No. I have to be aggressive. You and I -- we both need grandmother's inheritance to give L&B financial independence so we don't have to resort to these cheesy scams like lip-synching girl bands with my brother dressed in drag.

Lois: "So, what are you planning to do?" She asked with a knot in her stomach.

Ned: I am going to court Felicia; woo her within an inch of her life.

Lois: Hello. Can you say "Mac"?

Ned: I'm not going to take her to bed. I'm just going to, you know, make her like me enough to want to see me inherit.

Lois: Don't you see? That goes against everything that Lila is trying to do here.

Ned: Shh.

Lois: Don't shush me!

Ned: Quiet. Felicia's heading over here.

Felicia: What's going on with the kids? I just came from Kelly’s upstairs and I’ve never seen such long faces. Did the taping go that badly?

Lois: Well --

Ned: Actually, it's rather complicated. Let me buy you a drink and I’ll try to explain it to you. I'll try to explain it to you.

Felicia: Oh. Ok.

Ned: All right.

Felicia: All right.

Lois: Hey.

Felicia: Good to see you.

Lucas: So fix it.

Georgie: How?

Lucas: Tell Dillon you love him. The rest is trash.

Georgie: You know what? You are absolutely right.

Lucas: As usual.

Georgie: Thank you very much for putting this whole mess into perspective. You're a really great friend. I don't know what I'd do without you.

Lucas: Don't worry about it. It'll never happen.

Jason: Well, if you had answered my questions, I would've been out of there before Jax came back.

Courtney: I didn't answer your question because I don't want to get dragged back into the drama, ok? Jax and I are trying to stay away from your work.

Jason: "Jax and I"? Wow, this thing with Jax is getting serious, isn't it?

Courtney: Yes. And it scares me to death.

Helena: That's my grandson. Take him.

Georgie: Brook and Dillon are watching us. I need to give him a reason to want me back.

Courtney: I never thought that I would love anyone after loving you.

Nikolas: Just take the money and take it all!

Helena: This is not about money. It's about you, Connor.

Emily: You set this all up.

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