Gabrielle: We are a little backwards. You know, we start by living together first, then we try the dating thing.
Bo: Oh, no, no dating! No date! I don’t like dating!
Gabrielle comes through the door wearing Bo’s sweater and clutching a newspaper. She closes the door behind her and then turns into the wall, crying.
Bo: Rough day?
Gabrielle jumps as Bo approaches from the kitchen.
Gabrielle: Hi, Bo. You startled me.
Bo: I’m sorry.
He begins to walk towards her and notices she’s wearing his sweater. He opens his mouth to comment but then notices she’s crying and decides against it.
Max: Tell me I heard wrong. Tell me you’re not really going to take Gabrielle in.
Bo: You heard what I said.
Asa: This is my son’s idea of a very bad joke.
Bo: This is no joke, Pa.
Max: You’re actually going to let her con you?
Gabrielle: Bo, uh is this actually on the level? You’re going to let me stay with you?
Bo: Absolutely. So why don’t you get your things and we’ll leave.
Gabrielle: Anyway, at that point I was at… my wits’ end, and I took a walk to the river, and I… I seriously considered throwing myself… into the river.
Bo: That’s when I found you.
Gabrielle: And do you know what’s amazing?
Gabrielle is sitting at a table at the Palace, eating alone, when Renee approaches.
Renee: The maitre d’ told me that you were here. I thought it must be a mistake.
Gabrielle: Well, of course I’m here. This is the best restaurant and hotel in town. Oh, I shall be needing a suite tonight, too, Renee.
Renee: What you need and what you get — (she takes the plate away from Gabrielle) — are two very different things.