Dick: [converses with a mirror] Hey, good-looking. Having a good time? Oh, of course. Quite a difference, eh? Now that you've eliminated all the problem people in your life, only the happy elite remains: you and me. I guess. Is something wrong, Dick? Wrong? What could be wrong? No one's contradicting me. No one's telling me to lower my voice. No one's told me not to lick the salt and pepper shakers. I'm calm and-and-and I'm happy. It's boring, isn't it. Well, as a matter of fact, it is. You know why? Because there's no conflict here, Dick, and I think you need that. That's not true. Are you so sure? Well, maybe a little. You know what? You're not having a good time here, and frankly, neither am I. You know who's fault that is? Yours? No. It's the book's fault. Oh, my God, you're right! I should have listened to you and not that stupid book. I almost threw away Mary. Yeah, and she's the only good thing you've got going. Yeah. Yeah, never a dull moment with Mary. We better get over there. Yeah, I'm with you. Let's get out of here. Oh, by the way, about the check... I know, I know. I'll get it. You go. Oh, thanks, Dick. You're the greatest! [chuckling] No. Check please!