- Bridget: Do you ever have the murder fantasy?
- Dennis Finch: Constantly. How does yours die?
- Bridget: I throw him off a roller coaster. Yours?
- Dennis Finch: I strangle him with his own vest.
- Bridget: You don't make love like an assistant. You make love like a middle manager.
- Dennis Finch: And you scream like a comptroler.
- Elliot DiMauro: There are hundreds of people who would give their eye teeth to spend a day with me.
- Maya Gallo: Like who, your mother?
- Elliot DiMauro: For one, yes!
- Maya Gallo: Every day I wonder how I let you be on top of me.
- Nina Van Horn: Whenever things get like this, I smile naturally, like this.
- [smiles a big forced grin]
- Nina Van Horn: I'm seething with rage right now, and no one would know it. Uh-oh.
- Vicki Costa: What is it?
- Nina Van Horn: I think I'm locked.