Jada: How's your arm? Do you need any meds?
Talia: Can you stop worrying about me, please? I've caused you enough trouble already. Honestly, I don't know how you even let me stay here.
Jada: How many times do I have to tell you? You are my sister. I love you. What did this guy Colin do to you to make you feel so bad about yourself?
Talia: What did he do? Nothing.
Jada: Talia, he messed with your mind.
Talia: Yeah, because I let him.
Jada: But as soon as you realized what he was going to do, you turned him in. You should be proud of yourself. Even the newspaper is calling you a hero. You know, I really think that's going to help your case.
Talia: No! Jada, I am not a hero. I was scared of him. He was furious with me. Even for that one second, when he asked me to go away with him, my heart, it was pounding. And I thought maybe he might forgive me for turning on him. And I was relieved. I was so relieved I got, like, this adrenaline rush, you know? In that moment I was scared, in that instant, I almost went with him. What is wrong with me?

Jada: Oh, good, you're awake. I thought you'd want to sleep in.
Talia: No. I had a nightmare. I dreamed that Colin was after me again.
Jada: I am so sorry, Talia. But you know that he's locked up and he can't hurt you or anyone else anymore. And you also know that I am not going to let him lay another finger on you, right?
Talia: I do.
Jada: Okay, good, so get some rest, okay? You've been up all night.
Talia: And so have you. You know, seriously, Jada, I don't want to close my eyes again.

Wendy: So no, I haven't heard from Johnny. But before you say anything, there could be a million reasons why he didn't call.
Tripp: So he spent the entire night with his ex-wife and there are a million reasons he couldn't text you?
Wendy: Look, I'm not happy about this and he'd better have a good explanation. But I jumped to conclusions about the whole crazy biscuit episode and I was wrong. So this time, I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt.
Tripp: Okay, fine, yeah. I understand. I'm just saying, it's really not a good look for him to keep ghosting you.
Wendy: You know what? Trashing Johnny just to score points isn't such a good look for you either.

So let me get this straight. You have the killer instinct, but you want me to do the killing?

Harris

Leo: Plan B is we marry each other.
Gwen: I hope you know I will be expecting an enormous six-karat diamond ring to signify our engagement.
Leo: Oh, you think I'm kidding?
Gwen: Of course I do.
Leo: I'm not. I think you and I should seriously consider tying the knot. Then we can have a huge wedding. Invite everyone we know. Invite everyone we don't know.
Gwen: Why on Earth would we do that?
Leo: The bridal registry, Gwennie. With our taste, we'd make a killing.
Gwen: Yeah, except nobody likes us enough to spend a single penny on gifts.
Leo: Eh, killjoy.

Megan: I had to get a full background on my future daughter-in-law, didn't I, especially if I was going to expediate the process?
Dimitri: Oh, Mother. When did you become such an incurable romantic?

Younger Abe [on TV screen]: I am committed to making things better for our children and our children's children. I humbly accept this position as mayor.
Abe: That's me. I'm the mayor.

Megan: You know, Father was a wonderful puppet master. The whole town, the whole WORLD was scared of the name of Stefano Dimera. And I will follow in his footsteps.
Kristen: Ah, so you want to be your father's daughter.
Megan: I AM my father's daughter. And as the Phoenix did so many times, I will be rising from the ashes.

Megan: Do they really think we're going to put our leverage behind them in exchange for measly jobs at Gabi Chic? What a waste of considerable talent.
Kristen: Yeah, I agree with you. We should be running Dimera, not our baby brothers, and certainly not that lowlife operator Gabi Hernandez.
Megan: My ambitions extend far beyond running Dimera.
Kristen: Oh. And how far do they extend?
Megan: Across oceans. Across continents. I want - no, I DESERVE more. So much more.
Kristen: Can you be a little more specific?
Megan: Father was a grand puppet master. The whole town of Salem feared Stefano Dimera. The world feared him. And all of his other offspring have had their shot at emulating him. Now it's my turn.
Kristen: Oh, okay. So now you want to be your father's daughter, do you?
Megan: I am my father's daughter. And just as the Phoenix... Megan Dimera is rising again.

So first you don't tell me that you slept with Eric during biscuit-gate, and then after apologizing profusely, assuring me you would never lie again, you didn't tell me that you were pregnant. In fact, you went to great lengths to concoct an alternate reality.

EJ

Kristen: As you know, Brady has full custody of Rachel and he is hell bent on keeping her away from me at all costs. Now I've tried to revisit the issue with several lawyers and they all turned me down. I'm tired of hearing the word 'no.' So I want this little deal of yours to include me getting full custody of Rachel.
Megan: Custody? That is so pedestrian. Have you considered kidnapping her?

Megan: Father called Marlena his Queen of the Night. Bo is going to be my Queen and together we are going to -
Kristen: Okay, time-out. I mean, I'm sorry to interrupt your little fairy tale, but what is my role in all this?
Megan: It is a vital one and that is all I can say.
Kristen: A vital one? I mean that's as good as that proposal you just threw into the fire.