I'm willing the universe to allow me one weekend of relative freedom before shackling me with some 26-year-old who doesn't understand how to make their bed.
Working through lunch tends to lower the blood sugar. [...] I'm not your responsibility, Nikola.
I would suggest you kill Ishaan and take his place, but I've grown quite fond of him.
Oh, it was a very passionate scene. Feelings of betrayal I have not tapped into since 1996, when I -- as Adrian Kovac, naturally -- discovered that my longtime girlfriend, Victoria Kane, was sleeping with my archrival's twin brother. There was a lot of "how could you have done something so stupid, Domingo?" A fair amount of, "You could have told me. I should not have had to find out this way." A sprinkling of, "Why did you think you needed to hide this from me?"
I had a premonition that I should save my battles for a rainy day.
Again: tears. And in return I'll give you mine for the AIA Gold, which I'll never even be nominated for but I do like to write in the shower. It starts with "I'm sorry" and reaches a narrative climax somewhere around "Taryn would have ordered me out of the field indefinitely."
Yes. While I understand this is resistance on a global scale, the only tangible impact I felt I could have was on an individual one that I could see. I don't care how that makes me self-involved.
I hope you explain to your gentleman callers (once you've sexiled AdrÃan) that this was your beloved wife who perished at sea. During war, and quite heroically.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
There was a collective gasp when your photo popped up. We were all quite struck by your beauty. Someone even fainted, if I recall correctly.
Dominiko.
I tend to have that effect on upper management.
Dominiko.
Why upper management, specifically?
Dominiko.
Working through lunch tends to lower the blood sugar. [...] I'm not your responsibility, Nikola.
Dominiko.
Of course you aren't. But you are my friend, and I worry about you. I won't sit here and pretend I am not relieved to have you aboard.
Dominiko.
I always expected some degree of [...] anger if I confessed I'd been lying to you for the better part of twenty years.
Dominiko.
Would you like to hear about all the yelling I did at your headshot?
Dominiko.
Please.
Dominiko.
Oh, it was a very passionate scene. Feelings of betrayal I have not tapped into since 1996, when I -- as Adrian Kovac, naturally -- discovered that my longtime girlfriend, Victoria Kane, was sleeping with my archrival's twin brother. There was a lot of "how could you have done something so stupid, Domingo?" A fair amount of, "You could have told me. I should not have had to find out this way." A sprinkling of, "Why did you think you needed to hide this from me?"
Dominiko.
It's only a summary and yet I already feel compelled to award you a Daytime Emmy. You would have moved me to tears.
Dominiko.
I will happily present the acceptance speech I wrote back in 1995. It is not as much has changed.
Dominiko.
Again: tears. And in return I'll give you mine for the AIA Gold, which I'll never even be nominated for but I do like to write in the shower. It starts with "I'm sorry" and reaches a narrative climax somewhere around "Taryn would have ordered me out of the field indefinitely."
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.
Dominiko.