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: [throws his cell phone in a sink full of water
] Marry me!
[throws his watch
] Nelson Moss
: Marry me! Sarah.
: What are you doing? Nelson Moss
: Buying redemption. Sara
: Redemption's not for sale today.
: What are you doing? Sara
: Taking your shirt off. Nelson Moss
: Why? Sara
: Because you smell like puppy pee.
: Why a month? Sara
: Because it's long enough to be meaningful, but short enough to stay out of trouble.
: Nelson do you want to be my November. Nelson
: Wow. Wow. Very, uh, Pink Flamingos. Chaz
: Oh my god. Sweetheart! He says I look like Divine!
[Brandon comes in with a tray wearing a dress
: Ugh! That's awful. Although you could lose a few pounds. Chaz
: Stop it. Brandon
: You stop it. Chaz
: November is all I know, and all I ever wanna know.
: You defy every law of nature I've ever known.
: This is it, life will never be better, or sweeter than this.
: I do believe that is my favourite sweatshirt I see. Sara
: Uh huh. Chaz
: You must be November. Nelson Moss
: I must be November? Sara
: That's Nelson. Chaz
: Hey Nelson, how are you? I'm Chaz. Nelson Moss
: Hey. Chaz
: You know what? Keep the sweatshirt. It looks better on you. Nelson Moss
: Is this some kind of uh, communal, culty, squeaky charlie type a deal?
: Oh my god, you're Chaz Watley. Brandon
: Oh look, baby's famous. Chaz
: Don't even go there.
[Waitress spills ice all over the table
: Oh, my, I'm so sorry. Excuse me. Thanks, that's okay. Edgar Price
: Stop it. You know sweetie, we are what we do in this world, and you're a waitress. All that requires is that you bring the food to and from the table without making a mess. That's it. So when you screw up somthing as incredibly simple as that, doesn't say a whole hell of a lot about you does it. Waitress
: I'm sor... I'm sorry. Vince Holland
: If you gave her a penny for her thoughts, you'd get change. Edgar Price
: They ought to fire her. I always say a bad hire strengthens the competition's hand. A good general feeds off his enemy. Nelson Moss
: Actually, Sun Tsu said that last line. In The Art of War.
: Have you ever heard of Phalaenopsis Sunderiana? It reminded me of you. Sara
: You got the job, didn't you? Nelson Moss
: Best offer anyone ever made me. Sara
: So when do you start? Nelson Moss
: We had a little problem agreeing on that. He suggested immediately, I suggested... never. Sara
: Never? Nelson Moss
: Try to be wrong once in a while. I'd do my ego good.
: [Talking to himself about his advertising campaign
] Number one dog, dog at the top. Angelica
: Slow down, Fido. We need to talk.