- Alexis Carrington Colby: Oh, I heard there was a photograph of me at a ball in the Chronicle, didn't you see it?
- Joseph Anders: No, I didn't.
- Alexis Carrington Colby: Oh, don't tell me you stopped keeping a scrap book on my adventures, Joseph. How disappointing!
- Blake Carrington: Yes, Claudia Blaisdel, and I hate your guts for what you've done to her.
- Cecil Colby: She's no better than a prostitute, Blake.
- Blake Carrington: What?
- Cecil Colby: Face it. She slept with your son-in-law for profit while his wife, your daughter, was delivering your grandson. Now, doesn't that make her a prostitute?
- Blake Carrington: [Punches Cecil] That's for the pimp who made her a prostitute.
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Name him what you want. I don't care.
- Jeff Colby: What do yo mean you don't care?
- Fallon Carrington Colby: Call him anything you want.
- Sammy Jo Dean Carrington: Your dear mother asked me to sign a piece of paper and you know what that paper would make you out to be - a fag.
- Steven Carrington: Look, you're a servant here, Joseph. And, I order you to tell me.
- Joseph Anders: Do you? Did you also order me to change your diapers when you were a baby, or did I perform that delightful chore because no one else seemed available?