- [Rebecca and Woody are across the customer-filled bar from each other]
- Rebecca Howe: [yells across the room with a piece of paper in her hands] Woody. What's this message: "Urgent, see Woody".
- Woody Boyd: Oh, right. Ryan from the escort service called. Said there was a mistake in the booking and couldn't make it tonight. Said to be discreet about it. That's why I wrote the note that way.
- Woody Boyd: Oh boy, I need change for this fifty.
- Harry 'The Hat' Gittes: You need change? Maybe I can help you, huh?
- [he whips out a wad of one-dollar bills]
- Woody Boyd: Great!
- Cliff Clavin: Hold it, hold it...
- Harry 'The Hat' Gittes: Oh, come on guys, give me a break, I'm a reformed man.
- Norm Peterson: Oh yeah? Maybe you wouldn't mind if we monitored this little transaction?
- Cliff Clavin: Yeah, yeah.
- Harry 'The Hat' Gittes: Wouldn't mind at all.
- [Norm and Cliff hide their keys and wallets before approaching Harry]
- Harry 'The Hat' Gittes: [to Woody] 'kay, you need fifty bucks?
- [starts counting out the bills]
- Harry 'The Hat' Gittes: Here's one, two, three, four five. Norm, what time is it?
- Norm Peterson: Eleven.
- Harry 'The Hat' Gittes: Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen. My watch must be fast, I've got eleven twenty-five. Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight. Cliff, you have not aged a day. How old are you?
- Cliff Clavin: Thirty-nine.
- Harry 'The Hat' Gittes: Thirty-nine! Forty, forty-one, forty... wait. You can't be that old. What year were you born?
- Cliff Clavin: Forty-seven.
- Harry 'The Hat' Gittes: Forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty. There you go barkeep.
- [hands the bills to Woody, who hands Harry the fifty dollar bill]
- Sam Malone: What can I get you?
- Evan Drake: Got some twenty-year old scotch?
- Sam Malone: No. We've got some pretzels that have been around for a while though.