Stavros: Well, well, well. We meet again, Spencer!
Luke: Well, well, well. We meet again, Cassadine!
Stavros: I just said that.
Luke: I just said that.
Stavros: So this is the way it's going to be?
Luke: So this is the way it's going to be?
Stavros: Stop mimicking me!
Luke: Stop mimicking me!
Stavros: Fine. You asked for it, you big baby la-la!
Luke: Fine! You asked for it, you big--WHOA!

Luke: Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Luke: You bastard!
Stavros: Tell me something, Luke. If you were standing directly over the trap door leading to the bottomless pit and you weren't expecting to fall, how did you manage to catch yourself before falling INTO the bottomless pit.
Luke: You're asking for logic, Stavros?!
Stavros: I was frozen for 20 years. I forget sometimes that this is a soap.
Luke: Pull me up!
Stavros: Pull me up!
Luke: Stop it, you bastard!
Stavros: Stop it, you bastard!
Luke: I'm not kidding this time!
Stavros: I'm not kidding this time!
 

Stavros: So, how does it feel to be mocked, huh?
Luke: Please help me up! My fingers hurt!
Stavros: No! Now, even though you're clinging by your fingertips and there's a chance of you being able to escape from this bottomless pit, I'm going to walk away from here, so confident am I that my foolproof plan is, well, foolproof! Goodbye, Spencer. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
Luke: Toothy bastard!

Laura: Luke? Luke?

Luke: In here, darlin! But whatever you do, don't run in here! I'm dangling from the edge of a bottomless pit!

Laura: Who did this to you?!?
Luke: Bobbie did. Sheesh, STAVROS did it. What the heck are you thinking?
Laura: Stavros! That devil! That horrible, unspeakable, extremely good-looking devil!
Luke: Yeah, yeah, shut up already and help me out.
Laura (pulling): I'm ... trying .. but ... I haven't .. worked out in ages ... and .. you've got a real .. beer belly ...
Luke: No, no, never mind, darlin! Don't! I'm just going to end up pulling you in with me!
Laura: The way this show is going, Luke, I really don't care! In fact, I just may jump!

Scotty: Luke! Luke! Just take my hands, Luke! Just take my hands and everything will be okay!
Luke: GoodNESS! You mean, I've been having erotic dreams about Scotty's hands for all these months??? I feel so .. icky!
Scotty: Just take my hands, Luke!
Luke: You're creeping me out, Baldwin, but since I have one final, laughable fight scene to attend to, I will take your hands!

Laura: Oh thank goodness, Luke, you're safe!
Luke: Yeah but still ... Scotty's hands, man! That's ... disgusting! Although I must admit they were as silky soft in real life as I imagined they would be. Palmolive?
Scotty: Yes, PLUS I rub a thick layer of Vitamin E into my hands three times a day to keep them smooth and callous-free.
Luke: Well, it works, man! Those are the silkiest hands I've ever felt!
Scotty: Why thank you, Luke. I'll buy you a jar of this Vitamin E stuff I use when we get out of here.
Luke: Out of here? No! I must confront the monster and make sure he's dead! You get Laura out of here! Make sure she's safe! Make sure no harm comes to her! Make sure you give her a bottle of that Vitamin E stuff, too!
Laura: No! I won't go with him! He's always trying to cop a feel!
Luke: Oh let him, Laura! His hands! His hands are so silky smooth!