Dick: I just don't get it, Sally. How could performing for a room full of total strangers do that to us?
Sally: The lights, the applause, the roar of the crowd. It's like a drug.
Dick: Yeah, a drug that we couldn't kick. It turned us into self-absorbed, ego-driven monsters.
Sally: You know, I actually think we should just leave the performing to the professionals.
Dick: Yeah. It never happens to them.