Betty Sternin: Hey, waitress, you want to turn up the heat in here? I am not a fish stick. Or maybe I should ask someone who can reach the thermostat.
Carla: Hey, hey. Lady, you can't just waltz in here, insult people, and start ordering everyone around.
Betty Sternin: Why not?
Carla: 'Cause that's my job.
Betty Sternin: I would have thought your job was to live under a bridge.
Carla: Yeah? Well, unless you want some bridgework, you just better shut up! [to the guys] Look, she rattled me, okay?