Robin: Rebecca? What's going on? Have I done something wrong?
Rebecca: Oh, no. Robin, it's not you. It's me.
Robin: I don't understand.
Rebecca: Oh, I can't say this to your face. Please turn around. Oh, gee, you've got a cute butt. Robin, I can't say this to your butt. Turn around again. I don't love you, Robin.
Robin: When did this happen?
Rebecca: Well, near as I can figure, about the time they sealed your safe deposit box.
Robin: But I thought you were the one who didn't care about my money. I thought you were the one who was going to stand by me. I thought I was your sweet baby.
Rebecca: No. You was my rich baby.