The Bedroom, Helena's Yacht:
Sonny(enters shining a pen light around)Is that a mirror on the 
ceiling.(he looks at his reflection)Yeah, that's a mirror on the 
ceiling, all right. (he puts his hand on the bed)A waterbed. Figures. 
What's that attached to the headboard? (he goes over to investigate) 
Manacle? So, old lady Cassadine likes to chain her victims up, does she? 
I wonder what else she likes to do. None of your business, Sonny, just 
do what you came here to do.(he begins searching the nightstand)What is 
all this stuff?(he finds several different types of whips not to mention 
every kind of sexual toy you can imagine)I wonder if Luke knows what a 
kink freak she is?(he wipes his hand off on his trousers then flashes 
the pen light around)Oh, my god! I wonder if Spencer knows about this? 
(he goes over and examines a painting on the wall. It's a painting of 
Luke on a bearskin rug au naturel)I wonder how she knew the right 
proportions? I'll have to ask Spencer. Come on, enough of playing 
tourist gawking at all the sights. There's got to be
a safe around here somewhere. So, where would it be. (he looks back at 
the painting of Luke) Of course. (he finds a safe tucked safely behind 
the painting.)Bingo!( then he takes some tools out of his duffle bag and 
cracks the safe) All right, let's see what we've got here. (he finds 
some jewels, some cancelled checks, but no tape. He looks at the name on 
the cancelled checks)Virginia Benson? Why does that name sounds so 
familiar to me?(he suddenly hears a noise in the next room followed by a 
light being turned on)

Wyndemere:
Stefan(carrying the painting and Bobbie enter)Well, that was a complete 
fiasco.
Bobbie:Only because you went postal about that painting. Why would you 
want something like that of your mother, anyway.
Stefan:My mother was apparently once, although you wouldn't know it by 
looking at her now, a very foolish young girl. She fell in love with 
this artist who convinced her to pose like this. This painting for me is 
a symbol of my mother's weakness. For that very same reason my mother 
hates the sight of it, although she's very good at hiding it. My father 
bough the painting from the artist who painted it and kept it hidden 
away, although he used to taunt my mother about having it. He loved it 
for the very same reason I do. When my father died I knew the first 
thing my mother would do was get her hands on that painting and destroy 
it. But I got to it first and stole it. For years she tried to find out 
who took it, but couldn't. Then I gave it to  your brother and he hung 
it up in his club like a sideshow attraction. Now I have it back and she 
knows it.
Bobbie:If that painting means so much to her do you think she'd be 
willing to trade it for the tape?
Stefan:She might be willing, but I wouldn't.
Bobbie:Stefan! She's trying to use that tape to take my child away from 
me!
Stefan:I'm sorry, Barbara, but I won't let my mother have this painting. 
This is the one victory I've ever had over her and I won't let her have 
it.

Nobody Leaves Manor:
Jax(as Brenda heads for the door)Going somewhere, Brender.
Brenda:Yes, I'm going to Robin's.
Jax:Are you really? Well, then, I'll just come witih you.
Brenda:Jax, don't me ridiculous. You can't come.
Jax:Why, is there something going on there that you don't want me to 
know about?
Brenda:Jax, I told you Robin is having a bridal shower for me, tonight, 
at the cottage. You can't come to that. You're a man.
Jax;Brenda, I don't see why I can't. What's the big deal about me going.
Brenda:Because a man at a shower will cramp our style. We won't be able 
to act like ourselves. Will be uncomfortable with you there watching us. 
It'd be the same if I plopped myself down in the middle of a man's 
locker room.
Jax:I think you're exaggerating.
Brenda:Jax, you won't enjoy it. You'll be miserable sitting there 
watching me unwrap box after box of lingerie.
Jax:You can save your breath, Brender, I'm going.
Brenda:(stomps out the front door)Fine, don't say I didn't warn you.

Helena's Yacht:
Luke(enters)Now, Hellcat, why did you run off like that.
Helena;You asked me to come to your club to discuss the return of my 
painting. Since that ungrateful whelp I gave birth to absconded with i 
t, I figured we didn't have anything left to discuss.
Luke:Oh, baby, we've always got something to talk about. We share such a 
rich history together.
Helena:Yes, you murdered my husband and my son, and I kidnapped your 
wife and raised your first born son as a Cassadine.
Luke:There you are.(he sees Sonny signal him from the bedroom door to 
distract Helena so he can slip out)Will you at least offer me a drink 
for old time sake.
Helena:Aren't you afraid I might put something in it?
Luke:I like to live dangerously.
Helena:(pours him a glass of cognac then hands it to him)It's the 
hundred year old stuff you like so much.
Luke(holds the glass up under his nose and inhales)Nice fragrance. 
Aren't you going to join me.
Helena(laughs)Why, Luke, darling, you are afraid I put something in it, 
aren't you.(she pours herself a drink)There, does that alleviate your 
fears. Or would you feel better if I sampled my drink, first.
Luke:Let's be sporting. We'll drink at the same time.(he clinks his 
glass against hers)Skoal.
Helena:Skoal.(then they down their drinks in one gulp)
Luke:That's what I like about you, Helena. Your a broad who can hold her 
booze and drink just like a man.
Helena:I also enjoy a good cigar every now and then. You wouldn't happen 
to have one on you, would you?
Luke(hands her one)I never leave home without one. By the way, I just 
remembered when you told me about your marriage to Tony that I never did 
congratulate you. Or at the very least kiss the bride.(he grabs Helena 
and lays one on her as Sonny makes his escape from the yacht)

























































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