J.D.:

[shows Heather pictures] Heather Duke:
Me and Martha Dumptruck? Where did you get this? J.D.:
I just had the nicest little chat with Ms. Dumptruck. Got along famously. It's kind of scary that everyone's got a little story to tell. You wanna see the canoeing shots? Heather Duke:
What is this? Blackmail? Heather Duke:
[pause] Heather Duke:
I'll give you a week's lunch money. J.D.:
I don't want your money. I want your strength. Westerburg does not need mushy togetherness. It needs a strong leader. Heather Chandler was that leader but... Heather Duke:
But she couldn't handle it. J.D.:
I think you can. Moby Dick is dunked. The white whale drank some bad plankton and splashed through a coffee table and now it's your turn to take the helm. Heather Duke:
What about the photographs? J.D.:
Oh, don't worry. I'll ask you to do me a favor. That will be one you'll enjoy. Then you'll get the negatives and everything back then. But in the meantime... strength. Here's a little gift. From Heather to Heather. J.D.:
[gives her Heather Chandler's red hair bow]