(..) - Okay. - It's unheard of. - She asked me to. So you lie. - What did you tell her? - I told her that she was pretentious. Pretentious? The woman has my tax papers. You told her she's pretentious? The IRS... ...they're like the Mafia. (..)

(..) I want the truth! The truth? You want the truth?! It is your earrings! It is your chopsticks. But it's so much more. You're pretentious. You call everyone by their full name. You called my doorman Sammy, "Samuel." But you didn't even say Samuel. You went "Samuel." (..)