Ben Grogan: First Rule of Humanity: People are usually what they appear to be.
Ben Grogan: [in single's bar, as he spots lonely lady peering into her glass] Plymouth and tonic.
bartender: [female voice] Yes, sir.
Kate Reed: Check please.
Ben Grogan: You always come in the door leaving?
Kate Reed: Uhm, it's not my scene.
Ben Grogan: But here you are. So you were either born on that bar stool, or came in here disguised as a woman who wants attention.
Kate Reed: And you're wearing a $3000 suit with a pocket square.
Ben Grogan: I believe my motives are clear.
Kate Reed: Sorry.
Kate Reed: It has been a while since anybody's offered to buy me a drink.
Ben Grogan: Really? Did the world go blind?
Kate Reed: I'm married. Was married. Now, I'm not. Anyway, the ex is on his way to sign the... whatever. But it looks like he has blown me off.
Ben Grogan: Well, it's just as well. He would have changed his mind.
Kate Reed: [laughs] Nice try.
Kate Reed: Maybe it'll feel... normal someday.
Ben Grogan: Do you believe in fate?
Kate Reed: Wow, was that a line?
Ben Grogan: It's a question.
Ben Grogan: Takes the edge off of picking up strangers in bars.
Kate Reed: I'm 29.
Kate Reed: I'm, uh, nearly divorced, recently orphaned, more recently out of a job. My life is kind of at this... turning point, so yeah... I do believe in fate. And I believe she's a fickle, fickle bitch.
Ben Grogan: You seem broken.
Kate Reed: Oh.
Ben Grogan: I like that.
Kate Reed: And you're a fixer.
Ben Grogan: No.
Kate Reed: Yeah.
Ben Grogan: No, I tend to make things much worse, and then I disappear.
Kate Reed: Well,
Kate Reed: at least you're decent enough to be honest about it. You don't see that much.
Kate Reed: [as Michael's sedation kicks in] I think I still love you a little bit.
[to the only witness, a smiling teddy bear:]
Kate Reed: Oh, don't you judge me.
Ben Grogan: [as he drives] It figures you live in a boat.
Kate Reed: It figures you think this is a time for us to chat.
Ben Grogan: First rule of humanity, people are usually what they appear to be. I'm very good at this, Karen.
Kate Reed: [sighs] Kate.
Ben Grogan: You live on a boat because you are afraid of commitment.
Ben Grogan: And you wear $500 shoes, but you won't spend ten bucks to fix a leaky seal on a propane stove. Which says old money, like the bent-over biddies on Nob Hill that yell at their Jamaican nurses for stealing soap and light bulbs...
Kate Reed: Okay. All right, all right. First of all, easy. I don't have time to fix a stove. And second of all, you smell new.
Ben Grogan: Mm.
Kate Reed: Your car smells new, your clothes smell new. Everything about you smells like somebody just dumped enchanted aftershave lotion on the What-to-Wear section of Details magazine, and then all of a sudden,
Kate Reed: poof, you appeared.
Ben Grogan: I like nice things.
Kate Reed: All right, that's it. Look at me.
[he has to keep his eyes on the road]
Kate Reed: Look at me.
Ben Grogan: I'm driving.
Ben Grogan: Look at me.
[pulls his face towards her, car tires screech]
Ben Grogan: I will talk to Mahoney
[car horn honks at them]
Ben Grogan: and I
[grabbing his face]
Ben Grogan: will get the settlement back on the table. Then you can go to Sam and convince him to just forget about the truth. Because you
[grabbing his face again]
Ben Grogan: are probably really, really good at that. And then, you can go back to being a living example of everything I can't stand. And, yes... I live on a boat, because it's my father's... and he's dead.
[moves way back to her side of the car]
Ben Grogan: So...
[she glares at him]
Ben Grogan: you're afraid of commitment and you're stuck in the past.
Kate Reed: Unbelievable.
[shaking her head in disgust]
Ben Grogan: [as they wait in the hallway, Kate drinking from paper cup] How much coffee do you drink?
Kate Reed: I don't know. How much coffee is there?
Kate Reed: [sarcastically] If only we Reeds did everything you wanted us to do all the time, then everything would work out perfectly.
Lauren Reed: I'd settle for once in a while with you.