Skye: Hey, you know, anytime you want to thank me for performing CPR on you after that goon clocked you over the head, feel free.

Jax: Can you explain your rationale for performing CPR on a man who's actually breathing?

Skye: Never fear. I never expected any gratitude, not from you.

Jax: Good. So, if you'll excuse me, because I've had a rather long night.

Skye: No problem, I'll wait.

Jax: I was afraid of that.

[Jax leaves to get cleaned up]

Skye: That was rude.

Jax: What, changing clothes?

Skye: Walking out in the middle of a conversation to do it.

Jax: I didn't realize we were having a conversation. I thought you were trespassing.

Skye: I've tried to be pleasant. You know, I have. I don't know why you insist...

Jax: Well, then I'll take that as an admission that you have absolutely nothing worthwhile to say and show you the door.

Skye: I need $250000, cash. And I need it right now.

Jax: Well, then I suggest you try one of your relatives, you know, someone who actually likes you. They have access to plenty of liquid capital.

Skye: And they're using it against me. Jax, Monica gave that woman Janine a huge check to leave town. And, if she goes, then I lose my leverage to get more ELQ shares from Edward. So I, I promised Janine that I'd pay her to stay, and she wants $250000.

Jax: You promised this woman money that you don't have.

Skye: In a manner of speaking.

Jax: Well, you're not getting it from me.

Skye: God, Jax, what's a measly...

Jax: This woman is conning you, and you deserve it. Why should I lift a finger to help?

Skye: Because...

Jax: Yes? And please make this good.

Skye: How to put this. Um, look, you have a certain predilection for, shall we say, mature women.

Jax: What?

Skye: Well, personally, I couldn't care less, but I don't think you want the entire world to know that you were about to get hot and heavy with Helena Cassadine. I doubt you want the entire world to know about your peculiar taste in women.

Jax: Hey, I love women, all kinds of women.

Skye: Clearly age is no factor.

Jax: It's not something I've given much thought to.

Skye: How can a man like you be interested in a woman who's old enough to be his mother? You know, never mind, I don't want to know.

Jax: You see, it doesn't matter. Tall, short, blonde, brunette. As long as it's a woman, I'm interested. See, I love women. I love the way their hair smells, the way they move when they dance or play tennis, or during a business deal. You know, when I'm with you, I feel something entirely different, something I didn't even think was possible. When I look at you, I see this beautiful woman, and I feel, I feel...

Skye: Yes? You feel what?

Jax: When I look at you, I feel, I feel...heartburn. Yeah, annoyance, rage, disgust. You know, you have completely revolutionized my idea of women. When I'm with you, I get these flashes of Jimmy Cagney stuffing that grapefruit in someone's face.

Skye: Very nice.

Jax: You know, you waltzed in here attempting to blackmail me, making assumptions, when you don't have a clue what you're talking about.

Skye: I know what I saw.

Jax: You don't know what you saw! Helena Cassadine was holding innocent people prisoner. I was drawing her into a trap, and you blew it. You helped her get away, and because of that, she almost destroyed two wonderful families.

Skye: Frankly, I have more on my plate to worry about than what those ridiculous Cassadines may or may not be up to. Namely, Sonny Corinthos. I would do almost anything to teach that hoodlum that he can't go around messing with people's lives.

Jax: Ok, fine! But you don't need my help!

Skye: Well, then fine! Forget it! You may be laughing about this, you know, but I'm not. Sonny Corinthos tries to pass himself off as this nice guy, but I know the truth. He's dangerous, he hurt my brother! And just you wait, just you wait till he hurts someone that you love.

Jax: Wait.