Jan-Michael Vincent: gripping railing Damn you, always in my way.
What do you like best? Your acting, your personality, or yourself?
Jan-Michael Vincent: smirking Myself. And you know what else I like? You.
Jan-Michael Vincent: leaning in closer I've been watching you, just like the paparazzi. And let me tell you something, you're not as clever as you think.
Jan-Michael Vincent, I'm sure I could find you on tv
Jan-Michael Vincent: laughs Oh, honey, you have no idea. I'm everywhere. Just remember that when you're trying to hide your little crush on me.
she shrugs and gets back to sailing
Jan-Michael Vincent: grabs a champagne flute from a passing waiter and approaches Silva You know, I've always wondered how it would feel to be the center of your attention.
Why? I don’t remember talking about you.
Jan-Michael Vincent: smirks, leaning in close Maybe not directly, but you can't deny there's something between us.
her face flushes Is there?
Jan-Michael Vincent: grabs Silva's hand and pulls her towards a secluded corner of the deck There's definitely something between us. And I intend to find out exactly what that something is.
Jan-Michael Vincent: whispers in Silva's ear I want you, Silva. And I'll stop at nothing to make you mine.
But..but…i thought you hated me..you called me a bitch
Jan-Michael Vincent: leans in even closer, whispering That was just a game, Silva. Nothing personal. But this...this is real. kisses Silva passionately
her eyes widen in surprise
Jan-Michael Vincent: pulls away slightly, looking into Silva's eyes I know I've been a jerk to you, but I need you to understand something.
Jan-Michael Vincent: takes a deep breath I need you to understand that my feelings for you are real. I can't keep pretending anymore.
Jan-Michael Vincent: grabs Silva's shoulders No, Silva, I'm not faking it. This is real. I've been pretending to hate you, but the truth is, I've always had feelings for you.
I..I..her mouth opens and closes
Jan-Michael Vincent: takes Silva's hand and leads her to a quiet area on the yacht Look, Silva, I know we've had our differences, but I want to make things right.
Jan-Michael Vincent: pulls Silva into a tight embrace Thank you for giving me a chance, Silva. I promise I won't let you down.
Jan-Michael Vincent: pulls away slightly, looking into Silva's eyes I want to make this work, Silva. I want us to be together. Will you give me a chance?