Erica: Mom, I-I don't think a power suit with triple the shoulder pads was a necessary purchase.
Beverly: You are a high-powered attorney now. You need to look the part.
Erica: I'm a low-powered sophomore who eats Lucky Charms for dinner.
Beverly: That's not what your business cards say.
Erica: "Erica Goldberg, Esquire. Defense attorney to the stars"?
Beverly: All the men will want you, and all the women will hate you.
Erica: But I don't want that. I want to help the disenfranchised, the poor.
Beverly: Poor? Well, how are you gonna be able to afford your Bimmer convertible and a house in Brentwood?
Erica: Where?
Beverly: It's an exclusive L.A. enclave. Dabney Coleman lives there.
Erica: I don't want to be neighbors with Dabney Coleman.