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Helena's Gems



January 17, 2000
How ruthless. What a pity it's wasted on Alexis and that insipid blond."
--Helena re. Jax

Monday June 5, 2000
"...how typically boorish of you. Whining yet again about your loss of Laura. Oh, my poor, spineless son, who can't even keep the love of a peasant, and somehow it's my fault?"
--Helena to Stefan

"Not really, Luke. I know how irresistable you find me. Well, shall we end all of this tension...finally? Shall I spread my cape and let you make love to me? Here..and now."

"Allow me to formally present your escort. This is Ari, my...my handyman and this is Natasha, my deceased husband's bastard child."

Monday June 12, 2000
(after basking in her brilliance at killing Stefan)

Helena: Yet, I feel melancholy tonight.
Andreas: I'm sorry to hear that.
Helena: One feels so alone.

Tuesday July 18, 2000
"What is the protocol for having your husband's illegitimate offspring committed for psychiatric observation?"
--Helena to Tony [just making conversation during her cocktail party]
Tuesday June 6, 2000
Andreas: A glass, madam. I dropped a glass.
Helena: Come get your punishment, you naughty boy.
Stefan: Tell her you cut yourself.
Naughty boy.

Tuesday June 6, 2000
"Who comes to visit mother and never comes back?"
--Helena to Andreas, a homicidal conspiracy in the form of a riddle.


Tuesday June 6, 2000
"I don't know if it was your massage or my anticipation of my son's impending death, but I haven't felt this relaxed since -- since we took lucky on board and all things were possible. Hmm."
--Helena to Andreas

Tuesday June 6, 2000
Alexis (re: Chloe):What has she ever done to you? Why would you do this?
Helena: Because I can.

Thursday June 29, 2000
Laura: Do you realize what a pathetic woman you are?
Helena: I supposed it's futile to offer sherry?

Jan, 2001
Florence: I appreciate your help. Oh, by the way, the chili here is wonderful.
Helena: I'll keep that in mind.

Wednesday, June 7, 2000
"Well, the person in question is about six feet tall, average build, and I suppose in overall good shape. Annoyingly healthy. Yes, exactly how much toxin would it take to incapacitate a person like that?"
--Helena to the Pharmacist at the local "Toxins-To-Go"

Friday, June 23, 2000
Helena: Stefan never loved you. Your tears are wasted on him.
Laura: Why do you have to destroy everything you don't understand?
Helena: Oh, but I did understand my son, better than you could ever possibly know. The truth is that you were merely a substitute for a love that Stefan could never know -- a forbidden love with the woman who first captured his heart and held it until the day he died.
Laura: What are you talking about?
Helena: Oh, come, Laura. you don't expect me to believe that it never occurred to you that you were merely a substitute for me.



The Oedipal Plane Conversation

Wednesday April 10, 2000

Helena: Andreas!
Stefan: Andreas isn't here. none of your minions are available, mother.
Helena: how very inconvenient.
Stefan: and potentially fatal for you.
Helena: more idle threats.
Stefan: you give me lucky Spencer, or you will see just how serious I am.
Helena: he isn't mine to give.
Stefan: you're taxing my patience.
Helena: lucky isn't here.
Stefan: what have you done with him?
Helena: I released him, of course.
Stefan: you expect me to believe that? Helena: I delivered lucky to the haven of his choice -- a grim little diner outside of Vancouver.
Stefan: delivered him in what condition?
Helena: Healthy and vigorous, at the peak of his youthful appeal. If you don't believe me, ask his mother. they're probably reuniting as we speak.
Stefan: Well, that's a dream come true for Luke and Laura but not very satisfying for you.
Helena: Luke and Laura will soon discover the depths of my revenge. years of waiting and planning, patiently biding my time, all leading up to this moment. Oh, kill me if you like. I'll die content.
* * *
Stefan: don't move. you are strangely smug for a woman who's come away empty-handed.
Helena: my heart is full.
Stefan: with so much time and money wasted, what have you managed to gain?
Helena: the rush you felt when you poisoned me, watching me lie still and mute, standing over me with my life in your hands. that is the satisfaction I feel now.
Stefan: momentary exhilaration fueled by denial.
Helena: momentary for you, yes. you didn't inherit my tactical skills.
Stefan: oh, the skills you used to unite Luke and Laura in a desperate, dramatic search for their son?
Helena: it was a lovely touch, don't you think? my tour of their glorious past.
Stefan: brilliant. now they have everything. you've lost your leverage, mother. the Spencers have won.
Helena: the Spencers are ruined.
Stefan: you're deluding yourself.
Helena: no. but Luke and Laura are. no, their childish dreams will shrivel and die, not once but a thousand times.
Stefan: ah. how dante-esque.
Helena: You are as transparent as ever. you're curious, but you're too proud to ask. let me give you a hint. delegation is the key to lasting success. one must never handle the details. one recruits experts for that. now, poison, for example -- it's very effective when administered by a professional, but you made the mistake of acting alone. I hired competent staff.
Stefan: Saison.
Helena: yes! oh, you finally figured it out. after how long? eight months?
Stefan: it's too bad for Faison you're so literal when it comes to terminating the help.
Helena: I was very fond of him. he was very clever, unlike you. and it was very dear of him to unearth the drug that allowed me to speak and move. unfortunately, Cesar had a rebellious streak.
Stefan: so you killed your only ally?
Helena: you're speculating.
* * *



[continued]

Stefan: so what are you left with?
Helena: the joy of watching my enemies suffer.
Stefan: but for Luke and Laura the suffering is over.
Helena: oh, no. no. no, it has only begun. you wait and see. you may enjoy it as compensation for your loss. or haven't you admitted to yourself that Laura is permanently out of your life?
Stefan: you're right. I have lost Laura. and for that I sincerely thank you.
Stefan: they say men fall in love with their mothers. I never thought that applied to me.
Helena: isn't it a little late for oedipal mumblings?
Stefan: I understood too late that you molded the contours of my heart.
Helena: you were a stranger to me from the day you were born, like you were someone else's child, some insignificant person -- a tutor, a shopkeeper perhaps.
Stefan: a mortal born to a goddess with golden hair and luminous eyes.
Helena: you were a painful disappointment to me. sallow, puny, underweight.
Stefan: you were exquisite, poised, a feast for the eye, but toxic to the heart.
Helena: you wouldn't sleep. you wouldn't nurse. and you never smiled.
Stefan: how could I smile with a mother as cold as ice?
Helena: you barely acknowledged me. I could have been anyone -- the wet nurse, the maid who changed the sheets.
Stefan: I adored you. and I hated you.
Helena: Starvos was my saving grace.
Stefan: I promised myself I would find someone different from you in every way.
Helena: so you threw yourself at a silly peasant.
Stefan: I unwittingly returned to the source -- the golden hair, the luminous eyes. the porcelain skin that cried out to be touched. Laura had all that and something more. she needed me, I thought.
Helena: the comparison revolts me. I imagine that's the point.
Stefan: I fell in love with my mother -- a kinder version, but just as remote.
Helena: introspection doesn't become you -- or anyone else, I might add.
Stefan: I fell in love with rejection.
Helena: don't you dare blame me for your inadequacies.
Stefan: no. I'm not, mother. you gave me great strength. you taught me the seminal lesson of my life -- how to close my heart and turn my back on a woman who offers only pain. so you see, I owe you an enormous debt. and all my debts I repay.
Stefan: this is the fugitive, Helena Cassadine. these gentlemen will escort you to jail. following your extradition, you will again be escorted to Port Charles where you will be taken into custody, arrested, and charged with kidnapping. I believe this settles my overdue account.
* * *
Helena: how many times have you sent me away in handcuffs? haven't you noticed I always come back?
Stefan: gentlemen, be gentle with my mother. she's been very generous with me.
Helena: once a fool, always a fool. I promise you, you'll pay for this. officer: this way, ma'am.
Stefan: mother? thank you. thank you for breaking the grip of my obsession. I've never felt better in my life, proving that quaint old adage, "mother's love is the best love there is."





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