Luke's Club:
Bobbie:(as she and Stefan enter)Stefan, don't you think Luke's going to 
think it's strange us coming here for dinner.
Stefan:I'll simply tell him I want us to bury the hatchet for your sake 
since you and I are together again.
Bobbie:I wouldn't use that exact phrase if I were you. Luke might take 
you literally and try to bury one right between your eyes.
Stefan:(and Bobbie seat themselves at a table)Now you know what I want 
you to do?
Bobbie:Yes, you want me to keep Luke busy while you slip into his office 
and search it in hopes you'll find some dirt on him.
Stefan:Barbara, I know you don't like this but you must agree it's 
necessary. With your brother's insane hatred of my family if he gets his 
hands on that tape there's no telling what he might do.
Bobbie:Stefan, I agreed to this because if you and Luke both have 
something on each other it'll neutralize you both.
Stefan(looking up at the wall)Oh, god, your brother still has my mother 
hanging on the wall for all to see. Talk about ruining your appetite.
Bobbie:Speaking of your mother, she just walked through the door.
Stefan:(turns around in his chair to look at the door)What! What is she 
doing here?
Luke(on the phone by the bar)She just walked through the door.
Sonny:How did you get here to come there.
Luke:You know that painting of her I've got hanging on the mantle?
Sonny(makes a face)You know I do. I hate that tacky thing. Everytime I 
take it down, you put it back up.
Luke:Well, your wish is about to become my command. I told Hellcat I'm 
willing to return it to her. I'll keep her here long enough for you to 
do a thorough search of her yacht. When she leaves I'll ring the ship 
first three times, the I'll hang up and let the phone ring two more 
times. Got it.
Sonny:Got it.(he hangs up the phone)
Carly(standing on the stairs)Who was that on the phone?
Sonny:Luke(he grabs a duffle bag)I've got to go out for a few hours.
Carly:Are you trying to tell me you're going to the club dressed like 
that?(she points out his black pull-over sweater and matching 
trousers.)You look like a cat burglar.
Sonny:I'll see you later.
Carly:Where are you going?
Sonny(as he heads out the door)Bye, don't wait up for me.
Carly:Uncle Luke my foot. You were on the phone with that bimbo. You're 
probably meeting her somewhere right now. I've got to do something or 
I'm going to lose him. (she goes over to the phone and dials Jax's 
number)Jax, it's me, Carly Corinthos. I think Sonny and Brenda are 
planning to meet up somewhere, tonight.
Jax:What makes you think that?
Carly:I heard hiim talking on the phone with somebody. He said it was 
Luke, but I don't believe him.
Jax:Well, Corinthos has been known to lie. Any other reason.
Carly:I saw Sonny and Brenda together at Wyndham's Department Store, 
earlier, and the way he was dressed. I've never seen Sonny dress like 
that before.
Jax:All right, I'll do my bit to make sure Brenda doesn't keep her 
rendezvous with Corinthos, but you're got to keep up the slack on your 
side.
Carly:Don't worry, I will. Just keep Brenda at home, tonight, and I'll 
do the rest.(she hangs up then takes out the bottle of Viagra)I really 
didn't want to use these on you, anymore, Sonny, but you're leaving me 
no other choice.(she holds up the bottle and shakes it)I'm starting to 
run low on them, too. I'll just have to slip you enough to get your 
juices flowing, but not enough so you'll have an uncontrollable desire 
to have sex with me.

Luke's Club:
Helena(walks over to Stefan and Bobbie's table)Ah, children, so you're 
out for a night on the town, how sweet. It's a pity my husband can't say 
the same. As you both know he's rotting away in a jail cell as we 
speak.(she looks at Bobbie)But I'm sure your testimony will set him 
free, Barbara.
Stefan:Mother, what are you doing here?
Luke:She's having dinner with me. And, what may I ask are you doing in 
my club?
Stefan:Having dinner as you can see.
Luke:Why here of all places.
Stefan:It's the best place in town and I only settle for the best. Do 
your respective spouses know you're stepping out on them?
Helena:What a nasty little boy you are, Stefan.
Luke:Well, look who raised him.
Helena:Oh, Luke, you're turning my head. Now about my painting.
Stefan:What about the painting.
Helena:Luke has finally agreed to give it back to me.
Stefan:You're not getting that painting back, Mother.
Helena:Well, you no longer have anything to say about it. You gave the 
painting to Luke, remember, and it's his to do with as he pleases.
Stefan:Well, what I give, I can also take away.
Bobbie(as Stefan pulls a chair over to the painting)Stefan, what do you 
think you're doing?
Stefan(as he stands on the chair)I'm taking back the painting.
Luke:Get down from there, Vlad.
Stefan:Hold the chair steady for me, Barbara.
Helena:(as he begins to take down the painting)Stefan, get you filthy 
hands off me.
Bobbie:Stefan, you're not going to hang that thing in Wyndemere, are 
you?
Luke:Bobbie, you're sleeping with a pervert. What kind of son wants a 
picture like that of him mama.
Helena:Luke, darling, stop him.
Stefan(removes the painting and steps down from the chair)Come along, 
Barbara, we're going home.
Helena(as Stefan heads for the door)Stefan, you come back here with me, 
this minute. Luke, do something.
Luke:Hey, Bobbie, maybe Stiffin will hang it in his bedroom. Having that 
looking down at you should really put you in the mood, shouldn't 
it?(Bobbie glares at him as she and Stefan exit)
Helena:Why didn't you do something to stop him. He's got my painting, 
again. Knowing that vicious little beast there's no telling what he'll 
do with it next?
Luke:Well, darlin', what did you want me to do? Wrestle him for 
it?(Helena heads for the door)Where are you going?
Helena:Back to my yacht.
Luke:But you can't. The evening is still young. Why don't you let me buy 
you a drink.
Helena:Thank you, but, no thank you. I'm going home.(she exits)
Luke:I've got to warn Sonny to get off that boat(he picks up the phone 
and dials Helena's number, but get a recording, instead)What do you mean 
the line is out? What am I going to do now?





































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