Dick: Pitman.
Pitman: What?
Dick: You look different. I don't know what it is. Suddenly you look so - I've never used this word - cool.
Pitman: Really? I've been- [lowers cigarette]
Dick: Now it's gone. [Pitman raises the cigarette back to his mouth] Now it's back. [Pitman blows smoke] Now there's an air of sophistication. Somehow that fiery tube has mitigated your oafishness. May I? [takes Pitman's cigarette and takes a drag]
Pitman: Oh. You can keep it.
Dick: Thank you. [coughs] Oh. An added bonus.