- Herb Tarlek: [angrily] What do you mean it's your painting?
- Bailey Quarters: Well, you gave it to me. It's mine.
- Herb Tarlek: When?
- Bailey Quarters: Ten minutes ago.
- Herb Tarlek: Where?
- Bailey Quarters: [pointing] Right here, you said, "here, you can have it".
- Herb Tarlek: Bailey, Bailey, Bailey, Bailey. "You can have it" is just a figure of speech. People say it all the time. It doesn't mean anything, it's like, uh... "thanks a million" or "so is your mother".
- Bailey Quarters: It's my painting Herb, thanks a million.
- Herb Tarlek: I really don't believe you. I just don't believe you, Bailey. You come in here every morning in your freshly pressed outfits and your freshly scrubbed face, and you sit here, all day, hardly speaking above a whisper, and then, when a man is, is vulnerable, shaken, upset, you, you just reach out and, and rip from him what is rightfully and fairly his. Bailey, I, I... I'm just so disappointed.
- Bailey Quarters: [had pretended to be on the verge of tears] Herb, so is your mother.
- Arthur Carlson: [son shows anti-social tendencies] Sometimes that boy scares me, Jennifer.
- Jennifer Marlowe: I'm sure he's just going through a stage... much like Germany did.
- Herb Tarlek: There are a lot of things you don't know about me, baby.
- Jennifer Marlowe: I know. Thank you.