Nina: Harry?
Harry: Oh, not now, Nina. I'm on a deadline.
Nina: Don't you think Dr. Solomon's making some unreasonable demands of you?
Harry: Oh, don't be silly.
Dick: Harry! Pee in this cup. I want to see if you've been eating my mints.
Harry: It's fine. Dick's just trying to whip me into a first-class assistant.
Nina: Look, next time he starts to get on your case, you tell him to talk to the hand. Talk to the hand.