Hilary: I give up. I can't get a job. I can't even pound the pavement right.
Will: Oh, I guess your interview didn't go too good, huh?
Hilary: It's just not fair. I want my employer to want me for me, not for what I've accomplished. You know what I mean?
Will: Yeah, Hil, I do and it scares the hell out of me.
Hilary: Tomorrow's just gonna be more of the same. I'm interviewing at a catering company, but I'll never get the job. Because it's a cold, cold world, Will. And unfortunately these people only want one thing.
Will: What? Your body?
Hilary: No, my résumé.