Quote from Will in The Client
Will: Hey, Johnny C. Johnny: Hey. How are you doing? Will: Think you can help a young janitor out? Johnny: Oh, sure, lay it on me, my brother. Will: Bla-bla-blam-blam! Here it is, the next Whitney. Johnny: Where's the rest? Will: Huh? Johnny: This is the music business. You need the universal lubricant. [Will looks disgusted] I'm talking cash, man.