What do you do — defend this place with spitballs and your good charm?
Sonny: The next one’s for Michael. And this time, I won’t miss.
Claudia: Neither will I.
Claudia: Drop the gun.
Sonny: Not unless I drop your brother first. I go, he goes.
Johnny: What the hell’s going on?
Sonny: You want to play dumb, you’re going to die dumb.
Claudia: Somebody shot his little bed bunny, Kate Howard.
Sonny: You keep that up, you can use whatever blows out of your brother’s brains to redecorate the wall.
Claudia: You want to take me –
Johnny: Shut up, Claudia! And you, you really think I did this? You think I shot an innocent woman? And for what? To prove I’m a big man? To put you in your place? If you are that dense, maybe Claudia should put you out of your misery.
Sonny: I want my son. Somebody took my son.
Johnny: Which one?
Sonny: Michael. Where is he?
Claudia: No, we don’t know anything about that.
Sonny: That’s not the answer I want! It’s not going to keep baby boy here alive!
Johnny: You don’t call me “boy.”
Sonny: I call them the way I see them!
Johnny: Nobody here has your son. I don’t play that way.
Sonny: Okay, you may not. What about Trevor? What about your father? What about your sister?
Claudia: Yeah, I play games.
Johnny: Stop. And lose the gun.
Claudia: No! What, are you crazy?
Johnny: Yeah, I am. Lose it!
Claudia: No. Sonny here’s got two choices. He can either hold hands with his baby doll from the next hospital bed, or he can slip back into mine.
Johnny: You two slept together?
Claudia: Yeah, I met Sonny here my first night in town. I was trolling around, restless, looking for a little local color. He was nursing a broken heart and found someone who could nurse it a whole lot better — isn’t that right, Sonny boy?
Sonny: The only wounds you’re going to be nursing here are the holes in your brother’s head.
Johnny: You think I’m afraid to die? Huh — I lean over roof ledges to enjoy the view; I drive faster every time I get in the car. You kill me, Claudia kills you, and my father and Trevor wage an all-out war. Jason or no Jason, nobody you know is going to be safe and they’ll have the excuse they’ve been waiting for this whole time — and all that’ll be left of you is your pathetic legacy of violence and massacre. Do you know anything about Michael?
Claudia: Why are you –
Johnny: Do you know anything or not?
Claudia: No.
Johnny: Then shoot Trevor, or go nail my sister on the living room rug. Either way, I got someplace to be.
Claudia: Looks like it’s just you and me now. What do you want to do about that?
Sonny: Looks like your half brother is not as protective of you as you are of him.
Claudia: Abandonment issues. I hear you have similar problems with your half brother.
Sonny: You know about him?
Claudia: I’m learning. Hmm — very interesting family I slept my way into.
Sonny: It was one-night stand. That’s all it was, that’s all it’s ever going to be.
Claudia: How many nights do you think I’ll get out of your brother, hmm? Is he cute?
Sonny: Ric Lansing is a slimeball just like his father.
Claudia: So you’re the hot-and-bothered one in the family? Mm-hmm, I get that. Me, too. You light the right fuse, you never know when I’m going to go off, and for how long or how many times — just like in the hotel room. Good times.
Sonny: Yeah, I never had any complaints.
Claudia: I came to your office in good faith.
Sonny: Yeah, and you were wearing that underwear that was very, very nice.
Claudia: You threw me out in front of all those people.
Sonny: Well –
Claudia: All that heat –
Sonny: Yeah.
Claudia: You just let it escape? I mean, you’re not very energy efficient, are you?
Sonny: Oh, yeah, I got a lot of energy.
Claudia: You do, huh?
Sonny: Yeah, yeah.
Claudia: You want to spare some on me right now? Only a fool would turn me down twice — a dead fool. You’re not a fool, are you, Sonny? Hmm? I’ll do something with my piece if you do something with yours.
Sonny: Come here. This is what you want, right? Huh? Huh?
Sonny: Get off me, bitch.
Claudia: Bastard.
Sonny: I said it was a one-night stand, and I meant it.
Claudia: You are whipped.
Sonny: Yeah?
Claudia: You are whipped and Kate Howard is nothing.
Sonny: You’re the one who passed me the note saying you were no lady, and you know what? You were right.
[Claudia chuckles]
Jason: I see you don’t need me after all.
Claudia: Hello, handsome.
Sonny: You guys know each other?
Jason: Apparently not as well as the two of you know each other. Sonny, we need to go.
Sonny: Did you find Michael?
Jason: No, no.
Sonny: Okay, then I’m not –
Jason: Listen — listen to me. You need — you need to come with me, there’s something you need to hear about right now. Okay, the guards are going to come back around; they’re not going to be too happy this time.
Sonny: Give me the gun. Hold this.
Johnny: Sonny Corinthos isn’t somebody you just play games with!
Claudia: Oh, what, you think what you did wasn’t playing games, John — daring him to kill you?
Johnny: Sonny lets his temper get the best of him, yes, but he’s a smart man.
Claudia: What do you do — defend this place with spitballs and your good charm? I need a damn gun!
Johnny: What, you think we leave them lying around like after-dinner mints?
Claudia: I don’t know — Uncle Rudy does. He taught me to be prepared, John.
Johnny: Apparently — unless there’s a man involved. Come here. You’re a mess.
Claudia: I know. I know. It’ll pass.
Johnny: Do you want something?
Claudia: No.
Johnny: Have you thought about being on something?
Claudia: John, you think this house was hell for you? You don’t know what hell is.
