Ejami dealing with Ej's immigration problems. Ej twirls Sami around.
Sami: Oh, E.J., I cannot wait to hear you say [British accent] "Please, sir, would you like fries with that?"
E.J.: [Laughs] You think you're very funny. Thank you. Your support and encouragement really means the world to me. (March 4)
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E.J.: You have here the perfect, golden opportunity to get me out of your life forever, and yet you're choosing to help me. Why is that?
Sami: Don't read too much into it, E.J. I'll sign the annulment papers just as soon as you get the whole thing with your Visa sorted out. (March 4)
E.J.: [Laughs] You think you're very funny. Thank you. Your support and encouragement really means the world to me. (March 4)
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E.J.: You have here the perfect, golden opportunity to get me out of your life forever, and yet you're choosing to help me. Why is that?
Sami: Don't read too much into it, E.J. I'll sign the annulment papers just as soon as you get the whole thing with your Visa sorted out. (March 4)
Sami: Oh, and can you make sure they don't put any tomato on my plate, please?
E.J.: You don't like "tomahtoes"?
Sami: No, I don't like "tomaytoes" on my burger. Look, we have to talk about your, um...problem.
E.J.: I know. I know. You say "tomayto." I say "tomahto." (March 6)
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E.J.: Thank you. What are you doing? What are you doing?
Sami: What?
E.J.: You're putting ketchup on your food.
Sami: [Chuckles] Yes. Thank you for being so observant.
E.J.: Well, ketchup is made of tomatoes.
Sami: I am aware of that. Thank you, Einstein.
E.J.: But you don't like tomatoes, but apparently you like ketchup on your food.
Sami: That's right.
E.J.: Hold on a second. Completely illogical. Doesn't make any sense. Oh, okay, Sami Brady. (March 6)
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Sami to Leonard from the immigrant and custom enforcement: And what would you know about love, you dried-up, paper-pushing bureaucrat? Have you ever even been married? Do you have any idea how confusing and crazy it is to actually be in love with someone? No, of course not. Because I doubt that you have ever been in love. Well, let me tell you something. Someday if you are extremely lucky, someone will love you half as much as E.J. loves me. (March 6)
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E.J.: Look, Samantha, I want you to know, I'm going to do everything that I can to stay in this country. I'll get a job. You know, I'm gonna prove that my past as a DiMera is just that. It's in the past. And I need to know something. I need to know I have your help. Please tell me I can count on you. (March 6)
E.J.: You don't like "tomahtoes"?
Sami: No, I don't like "tomaytoes" on my burger. Look, we have to talk about your, um...problem.
E.J.: I know. I know. You say "tomayto." I say "tomahto." (March 6)
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E.J.: Thank you. What are you doing? What are you doing?
Sami: What?
E.J.: You're putting ketchup on your food.
Sami: [Chuckles] Yes. Thank you for being so observant.
E.J.: Well, ketchup is made of tomatoes.
Sami: I am aware of that. Thank you, Einstein.
E.J.: But you don't like tomatoes, but apparently you like ketchup on your food.
Sami: That's right.
E.J.: Hold on a second. Completely illogical. Doesn't make any sense. Oh, okay, Sami Brady. (March 6)
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Sami to Leonard from the immigrant and custom enforcement: And what would you know about love, you dried-up, paper-pushing bureaucrat? Have you ever even been married? Do you have any idea how confusing and crazy it is to actually be in love with someone? No, of course not. Because I doubt that you have ever been in love. Well, let me tell you something. Someday if you are extremely lucky, someone will love you half as much as E.J. loves me. (March 6)
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E.J.: Look, Samantha, I want you to know, I'm going to do everything that I can to stay in this country. I'll get a job. You know, I'm gonna prove that my past as a DiMera is just that. It's in the past. And I need to know something. I need to know I have your help. Please tell me I can count on you. (March 6)
E.J.: What I want you to do is what you do better than just about anybody else I know, me included. Something that I know you enjoy doing very much. Something you did very well at our wedding ceremony. Something you did even better when we met Mr. Burke from immigration. I want you to lie through your teeth. (March 31)
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