Daniel Martin: You know, you sound just like one of the Beatles.
Simon Ferguson: Well, that's because I'm the fifth Beatle. They call me Satan.
Hadley Martin: You look pretty good yourself.
Simon Ferguson: Well, thank you.
Hadley Martin: But then I shouldn't be surprised, alcohol is a preservative.
Hadley Martin: Danny, you remember, I told you about Mr. Ferguson, we used to be married.
Daniel Martin: Oh yeah, he's the guy you call mistake number one!
Yorgo Galfanikos: It is you. It is really you. I have DREAMT of this moment!
[throws himself at Simon's feet]
Simon Ferguson: So have I, but in my dream you were a huge pile of money.
Hadley Martin: You read my diary?
Simon Ferguson: Well you told me to.
Hadley Martin: I did not.
Simon Ferguson: Well, you don't call taping the key to your journal under your office desk 'telling me'?
Robert McSwain: I have the feeling I just walked into the middle of something that's not quite PG13...
Hadley Martin: [Simon is sobbing] Oh please, taking advice from a seven year old. How pathetic.
Yorgo Galfanikos: Please tell me you ejected moments before the crash. PLEASE!
Simon Ferguson: Well, Yorgo, I would love to, but the truth is...
Hadley Martin: The truth is Mr. Ferguson will be taking a brief hiatus from the soap. He's decidesd to stay with us for a while.
Yorgo Galfanikos: Stay...
Yorgo Galfanikos: ... really.
[grabs Simon's suitcases]
Yorgo Galfanikos: I am hearing the music of the night!