Nina: Oh, you have finally lost it!
Dick: Harsh medicine, I know, but it's what you need.
Nina: This job is what I need. This job pays for my health insurance, and I get to take free classes.
Dick: Nina, sweetheart, trust me. I know what's best for you.
Nina: You don't know what's best for me. You don't even know me. You think I'm some little helpless Black girl who can't make it in the world without the help of some enlightened White guy showing her the way.
Dick: And you say I don't know you.
Nina: Dr. Solomon, when I look at you, I don't see color. I see a jackass. Good night.