Nina Van Horn: Simon's parents are driving me crazy. They are so judgemental. And Simon just goes along, he's like a little boy around them.
Maya Gallo: Some people can't get pass the parent-child dynamic. It's tragic, really.
Jack Gallo: Hey, Princess.
Maya Gallo: Hi, Daddy!
Nina Van Horn: You have to come with me. These people are dull, long-winded and sexually repressed. You'll fit right in.
Nina Van Horn: I have to dress in the cutting edge. After all, I am in the fashion industry.
Audrey Leeds: Simon said you worked with small children.
Nina Van Horn: Who do you think makes this stuff?
Dennis Finch: First order of business is choosing a color for the seventh floor hallway. Will it be tasteful, dignified Gold, or that bastard son of beige, Wheat?
Jack Gallo: I realize some of you are concerned that we always have our meetings in my office. So next week, we're having it at my club. Weinstein, you might want to sign your name as Wayne, just as a goof.
Audrey Leeds: It must be so exciting getting married.
Nina Van Horn: Well, you know what they say. Seventh time's the charm.
Audrey Leeds: When you find a place, make sure it's suitable for our little dog Cecil. He prefers small, dark places with little or no traffic.
Nina Van Horn: Then why don't you just take that little dog and shove him up your...
Simon Leeds: Let's get some tea!
Nina Van Horn: They expect me to cook.
Maya Gallo: You don't cook.
Nina Van Horn: I don't even eat.
Elliot DiMauro: This isn't about parking spaces, Jack. It's about respect.
Jack Gallo: I can get you that. Dennis!
Dennis Finch: Now?
Jack Gallo: Now.
Dennis Finch: [Reading off cards] Have you been working out? You look great.
Jack Gallo: He's willing to say that in front of people.