Kimber Henry: [In a dreamy way, typical of the show] Hey, sailor...
Dr. Christian Troy: [Surprised] Kimber... Uff.
[Looks at her with love]
Dr. Christian Troy: I missed you so much.
Kimber Henry: Really? Because I didn't miss you. I know I said to you that I did, but no so much. I think I'm finally free now.
Dr. Christian Troy: Don't say that. You're the best thing that ever happened to me.
Kimber Henry: And yet you stole my soul. I have to kill myself to get away from you. That was the only way out. And now Sean is killing himself too, Christian. If he stays with you, he's a dead man.
Dr. Christian Troy: [to Sean, regarding Matt's latest hare-brained scheme] Are you sure you didn't drop him on his head when he was a baby?
Ava Moore: [snapping to her chaffeur as Christian climbs in next to her] Hudson, get him out of here.
Dr. Christian Troy: Hudson and I have a little understanding. Take it away, Hudson!
Ava Moore: [as they drive off] You and I have no business to discuss.
Dr. Christian Troy: Can I buy you a drink?
Hot Blonde: [perched on bar-stool, aloof] I don't drink.
Bartender: [to Christian] One for the road?
Dr. Christian Troy: No, thanks. I have to... operate tomorrow.
Hot Blonde: [now interested] You're a doctor?
Dr. Christian Troy: [smiling] Plastic surgeon.
[she smiles too]