Mike Shaw: Is there anything worse than making phony conversation with phony art lovers?
Gertrude: Yes. Living with one. My son-in-law is the host. And if you didn't want yer bum kissed, you shouldn't have come, that's all they do here.
Mike Shaw: I wasn't gonna come, but my gallery insisted.
Gertrude: Oh, well, I am going to be upstairs watching a boxing match... should you feel the need to get away.
Mike Shaw: Well, I probably shouldn't, but maybe just the first round.
Gertrude: All right, then.
Mike Shaw: You wouldn't have anything to drink up there, would ya?
Gertrude: Just liquor.