Harry: Dick, look. Something weird is going on at work. Doug's gonna make me pay taxes.
Dick: Everyone pays taxes, Harry. It is our duty, nay, our privilege to pay taxes when we purchase goods, such as chocolates and combs.
Mary: That's very noble of you, Dick, in February. Let's see what you say in April when you have to file your return.
Dick: My return?
Mary: Your tax return.
Dick: Oh. My tax return.
Mary: The one you file every year.
Dick: Oh, that. Yes. Well, Nina does all my filing. Uh, Nina!
Nina: [o.s.] What?
Dick: Uh, bring me my return.
Nina: [o.s.] Your return?
Dick: My return. My return. You see what I have to deal with? My return!