Sister Madeleine: "Father, every night before she goes to bed she blocks her door with a chair, and if you had only heard this woman scream..."
(Sister Madeleine sees Mike sniffing the woman's clothes.)
Mike: "Uh... I was... um... I was just checking the labels, you know, see if I could get a line on where she bought 'em."
Sister Madeleine: "And how did the labels smell, Mr. Church?"
Party Guest #1: "You look like you're somebody."
Roman: "Do I?"
Party Guest #1: "You in the business?"
Roman: "The business?"
Party Guest #1: "Yeah, you know, pictures, movies."
Roman: "No, I'm a composer."
Party Guest #1: "Oh, well, in that case, you're not anybody."
