Gabrielle: By the gods!
Xena: What is it?
Gabrielle: You are beautiful!
Xena: Uh-huh. And you are drugged.
Xena: Iíll go and get Icus, while you and the-- others try to, um--
Gabrielle: Work on our song? Mmm, yeah. Just between you and me, the altos are slightly flat.
Xena: Have I made myself clear?
Gabrielle: Uh, no. Youíre a little fuzzy around the edges.
Gabrielle: You! Youíre a tenor. Get away from the sopranos!
Xena: I thought I told you to wait for me at the cave.
Gabrielle: I did, and then this rock told me I had to come find you.
Xena: The rock spoke to you.
Gabrielle: Oh, yeah, I mean, his voice was a little gravelly, but I understood.
Xena: Long story.
Gabrielle: Yeah, well, if we fall, tell it to me on the way down.
Gabrielle: Do you think you can talk any louder? I donít think they heard you on Mt. Olympus.
Gabrielle: Look , do me a favor, OK? If you ever see me take a drug again, just kill me.
Xena: Youíve got a deal.