Dick: We seem to be annoyed with each other. And as fascinating as that is, it's irritating as hell. Sally?
Sally: I'm sorry. I wasn't listening. I just got a shooting pain in my head when you began to speak.
Tommy: You know, August finds us quite charming in our naive determination to stay together.
Dick: You tell your little girlfriend August to mind her own business.
Sally: Yeah, and don't drink out of the milk carton.
Tommy: [spits milk back in] Fine.