- Xena: [while Gabrielle is riding on Argo with a swollen ankle] No, you are *not* getting off. Your ankle's too swollen...
- Gabrielle: I'm telling you, Xena, this sprain is not half as bad as the last one...
- Xena: The less you're on it, the faster it'll heal. Besides, when we hook up with Joxer, we'll stop and make camp. It's not like him to be late.
- Gabrielle: What do to want to bet that he stopped to watch the paint dry or the grass grow and he completely forgot...
- Xena: Huh?
- Gabrielle: Hmm?
- [pause]
- Gabrielle: Believe me, I know Joxer almost as well as I know you.
- Xena: And how well is that?
- Gabrielle: Well, enough to know what you're thinking most of the time. Like right now, you're thinking, "She thinks she knows me, huh? We'll see about that!"
- Xena: Easy guess!
- Gabrielle: Okay. Now you're thinking, "Oh, wait, I haven't thought of anything yet!" Right?
- Xena: And what am I thinking now?
- [she smirks and looks over at Gabrielle]
- Gabrielle: You wouldn't dare, not to an injured woman!
- Leo: [Two thugs hold Joxer while Leo beats him. He is battered, bruised and bleeding] For the last time, where's Pop's money?
- [Joxer doesn't answer; Leo draws his sword]
- Leo: So long, Mr. Lucky!
- Gabrielle: [Xena uses her whip to disarm Leo; he and his gang run away. Gabrielle limps off Argo and checks the beaten, near-dead Joxer. She then looks up to Xena with a worried look] Is he...?
- Xena: If we can treat him and get him to someplace safe, he stands a chance...
- [pause]
- Xena: Which is more than I can say for the men who did this to him!