Lindsay: There may be some compromising pictures of me with the candidate Herbert Love. If she saw those, she'd never let me hear the end of it.
Oscar: Oh, listen, you're intelligent and you're wonderful and ethical and you're great. I mean, don't worry. She's jealous.
Narrator: Lindsay had never heard her father talk this way.
Lindsay: Jealous of me?
Oscar: Mm.
Lindsay: It's probably just because I'm younger. A puta.