Will Yorkin:
How - How do you think we pay for all this?
Nina Yorkin:
I'm just asking you. What do you think...
Will Yorkin:
there's a money fairy that comes and slips an envelope under my pillow every month?
Nina Yorkin:
What are you even talkin' about?
Will Yorkin:
Well... well, how... all of this stuff... the new Mercedes, the matching washer and dryer... the fucking Jil Sander blouse you have on now - how? I love you, Nina. I do... but if you continually want our life to look like something out of a magazine, I'm sorry. I've gotta work to make that happen.
Nina Yorkin:
Do you even believe what you're saying, huh? This is not about things, Will... and it's not about money. You're neglectful. Do you understand that?
Will Yorkin:
What?
Nina Yorkin:
You are an emotionally neglectful husband... and you're an emotionally neglectful father. Got it now?
Will Yorkin:
That's just fuckin' great. Neglectful?
Nina Yorkin:
You're not here, Will. You're not here. You're never here. I'm going to bed.
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