Sally: Guilt is like a belly button that doesn't even collect lint. It's a wasted emotion that just nags and nags and nags and nags...
Harry: Until Dick falls out of the tree. [they mock scream]
Dick: Maybe guilt is some kind of ancient guidance system. A stealth emotion designed to make people help each other out even if they don't want to.
Sally: If I could just break that code, I could get you all to serve me.