John: Sam, I think we both know why I'm here.
Sam: I bet you want the number to my hairstylist. Don't you? Oh, I'm sorry. Now, that was cruel.

John: Sam, as we both know, I own legal title to your poolroom and both bathrooms.
Sam: Hey, why do you keep repeating that every time you come down here? You're driving me up the wall.
John: That's why. Now where was l? Oh, yes, as you know, I own legal title to your poolroom and both bathrooms, and rent on said property is past due since last Wednesday. I hope you haven't forgotten me, Sam.
Sam: Forgotten you? John, I could never forget you. You're in my bad dreams every night. You're the reason why I'm in therapy for the first time in my life.
John: Well, don't forget to mention to your therapist that I own legal title to y...
Sam: All right, all right, all right, all right. I'll write you your stupid check.

Rebecca: Mr. Hill, I just had lunch up at your restaurant and the risotto with bay scallops and fennel... Oh, I think it was the most delicious thing I've ever had to eat.
John: We'll name it for you.
Rebecca: Thank you.
Sam: Hey, come here. I hate this guy. What are you, what are you kissing up to him for?
Rebecca: I'm not kissing up, Sam, I like the food. Sam, you don't have to be jealous. You are a very handsome businessman, and you own the hottest spot in town.
Sam: Oh, oh, thank you very much.
Rebecca: That's kissing up.