Jack Deveraux: Oh, that would only leave more food for you, wouldn't it? Not that you need it.
Eve Donovan: What's that supposed to mean?
Jack Deveraux: Well, you've been hitting the old feed bag a lot lately, haven't you?
Eve Donovan: Are you calling me FAT? You wimp string bean! Do you hear that? Not only am I a thief, but I'm a FAT thief.
Bo Brady: Hold on. Just out of curiosity, have you logged any flight time in a jalopy like this?
John Black: It's been a couple years. Of course, the last time I flew, it didn't have as many doohickeys and gadgets, but that's a minor detail.
Bo Brady: Doohickeys and - I'm glad to see you're well-versed in the technical terms. I'm full of confidence. Not.
Kristen: Where'd he go?
Vivian: This is no time to speculate. Accept your fate, finish packing, get the hell out of Sale.
Kristen: Oh, wait a second! Wait! If John's not here, it means he won't be here when Marlena arrives.
Vivian: Kristen, you are buying seconds, nothing more. Come with me now before it gets worse.
Kristen: Worse? What could possibly be worse than this? What could possibly happen?