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Cody Johnson: We have to work together for a few months yet. If there's tension between people, they don't work well. If we keep walking on eggshells around each other the way we have been the last couple weeks, the project's going to suffer.

Abra Wilson: Okay, you have a point. But I'm not going to bed with you to ease the tension.

Cody: And I thought you were dedicated. Best Laid Plans Duncan Swift: Did I ask you to come out here, Phin? I'm blurry.

Phineas T. Hector: You asked if I'd check in with Suicide Joe this morning, then come out to report to you. After I agreed, you embraced me and gave me a sloppy kiss. I believe there's now a rumor going around that my wife is our beard. High Noon Ed: (after having kissed Grace) You think I'm unattracted to you?

Grace: I could be wrong. Am I still standing up? Brazen Virtue Ed: (responding to Grace's question about what he was making for dinner) Stuffed artichoke bottoms Bordelaise.

Grace: Uh-huh, you're not making that up, are you?

Ed: It only takes about a half hour.

Grace: Can't wait. Brazen Virtue Ed: I couldn't take it if anything happened to you.

Grace: Me either. Look, I'm not really stupid. I can swear to you I won't do something idiotic like the heroine in a B movie. You know, the kind who knows there's a homicidal maniac on the loose and hears a noise?

Ed: Instead of locking the doors, she goes outside to see what it is.

Grace: Yeah. It drives me crazy. I hate a contrived plot device. Brazen Virtue Abra Wilson: Do you know what I would like? (she asked in a surprisingly silky voice.) Do you know what I would really like? To see you hanging by your thumbs over a large, open fire. A big fire, Johnson, with just enough breeze to draw the smoke away so it wouldn't dull your senses.

Cody Johnson: Why don't you try the wine instead? Best Laid Plans Ben: (listening to Tess tell about the unwanted advances from her colleague) Doesn't seem too smart to turn that down for cold pizza and bubbles.

Tess: More fool me for refusing an evening with the handsome, successful, and excruciatingly boring Dr. Fuller.

Ben: More your type.

Tess: Boring's more my type? Thank you very much.

Ben: I mean the doctor, the three-piece suits, the Gold American Express Card.

Tess: I see. You don't have a gold card?

Ben: I'm lucky Sears still lets me charge my underwear.

Tess: Well, in that case, I don't know if I should invite you into my tub. Sacred Sins Tess: Are you trying to convince me that you're not good enough for me because of cultural, educational, and genealogical differences?

Ben: Don't start that s**t with me.

Tess: All right. Let's try another approach. (Tess pulls Ben into the bathtub with her)

Ben: What the hell are you doing? I'm still dressed.

Tess: I can't help it if you're slow. Sacred Sins Lowenstein: (responding to Tess's question about her marriage) The bottom line is, we're nuts about each other. That usually cuts through everything else.

Tess: You're lucky.

Lowenstein: I know. Even when I feel like pushing his head in the toilet, I know. Sacred Sins Dora: Sit down, I'm going to clean up that cut.

Jed: I can do it myself.

Dora: Don't you know anything Skimmerhorn? When you're wounded defending a woman, she's honor bound to whip out the antiseptic. If I were wearing a petticoat, I'd have to rip it into bandages. Hidden Riches Dora: (walking into Jed's apartment as he's working out) Sorry to interupt your male ritual. Shouldn't there be drums pounding or some sort of pagan chant in the background? Hidden Riches Natalie: Inspector, did you come here to update me on your investigation, or to critcize my work space?

Ryan: I can do both. Night Smoke Natalie: (upset with Ryan) I refuse to give in to the typical cliché of slapping you, but it's costing me.

Ryan: I apologized.

Natalie: Stuff it. Night Smoke Duncan Swift: I had this dream.

Phoebe MacNamara: Did you?

Duncan: I was the one sitting on the ledge in my underwear.

Phoebe: Boxers or briefs? High Noon Phoebe MacNamara: If you think because I've bared my soul, more or less, and have had several glasses of this lovely champagne, I'm going to slide down into the cabin and have wild sex with you, you're mistaken.

Duncan Swift: Can we negotiate? Any other kind of sex a possibility?

Phoebe: I don't think so, but thanks all the same. High Noon Tucker Longstreet: We've been needing rain.

Caroline Waverly: Yes, I suppose.

Tucker: The way the winds coming, it shouldn't blow the wet into your palor.

Caroline: Well, there's good news. We wouldn't want it to soak the couch. After all, it has only one bullet hole. Carnal Innocence Ben McKinnon: You look pleased with yourself. What did they do to you up there at that fancy spa?

Willa Mercy: All sorts of things. Wonderful things. They waxed me. All over.

Ben: No kidding? All over?

Willa: Yep. I've been scraped down, oiled up, waxed and polished. It was pretty good. You ever had coconut oil rubbed over your entire body, Ben?

Ben: You offering, Willa?

Willa: I'm telling you. At the end of the day this guy would rub -

Ben: Guy? What guy?

Willa: The massage guy.

Ben: You let a guy rub your -

Willa: Sure. Montana Sky

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