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Bobbie: Let me tell you something, Missy -- Melissa: It's Melissa. Bobbie: Whatever! Let me tell you something, Mel-is-sa, I am not going to let you get away with this! I know what you're up to, strutting around this hospital in your nurse's uniform and your little hospital shoes. It's because of you that I have to wear this stupid stethoscope around my neck and act like a nurse! Melissa: I ... I'm sorry .. I .. I didn't know! Bobbie: You didn't know! Well, isn't *that* a convenient excuse! You keep your hands off Roy and start coming to work dressed like an ex-hooker, you hear me? Or I will make your life a living hell! Melissa: I ... I understand! I will! I promise! |
Helena: It's time, Lucky. Lucky: I'm scared! Helena: There's nothing to be afraid of, Lucky. And trust me, your loved ones will thank me for this. Lucky: What .. what do I do with this? Helena: Just dab a bit behind your ears and maybe a bit on your wrists, my dear boy, and in no time, that odor problem will be a thing of the past. Lucky: B-but .. it's embarassing! Helena: Trust me, dear Lucky, everyone in Port Charles will be grateful and once again bow to the great Helena Cassadine. Lucky: Can't I just use Secret? Helena: It's way past Secret, Lucky. Trust me. |
