Jackie Chiles: Miss Wilkie, your tobacco company has turned this beautiful specimen, into a horrible twisted freak.
Kramer: Who could love me?
Wilkie: I disagree. In fact, I feel Mr. Kramer projects a rugged masculinity.
Jackie Chiles: Rugged? The man's a goblin. He's only been exposed to smoke for four days. By the time this case gets to trial, he'll be nothing more than a shrunken head.
Wilkie: All right, Mr. Chiles. You'll have our offer by tomorrow. Good day, gentlemen. [exits]
Kramer: Yeah, bye-bye. Jackie, you did it. We're rich.
Jackie Chiles: You better believe it. Jackie's cashing in on your wretched disfigurement.