Tim: What are you leading him on for here, Roy?
Roy Becker: I'm not leading him on. Hey, look, Taylor. If he doesn't make money, I don't make money. And if I don't make money, I'm back living in this neighborhood. I did it again!
Al: Why are you being such a doubting Thomas? You know, the big time is beckoning!
Tim: So are 150 slag workers who want to see you in a sailor suit.
Roy Becker: Yeah? Well, they're out of luck. Let me tell you right now, Al, I don't want this going to your head, but garbage is beneath you.