Beverly: Okay, well, you're not the only one because, Adam, I occasionally lied to you, too.
Adam: Lied to me? About what?
Beverly: Sweetheart, I've been telling you you are a film-making genius since you were eight years old. Did it ever occur to you I might be stretching the truth a little bit?
Adam: What are you talking about? I'm a prodigy. Every one of your friends said so through gritted smiles.
Beverly: Let's be honest. Everything you did couldn't have been the home run I said it was.
Adam: Are you telling me I'm not a genius whose words have been translated into 400 different languages?
Beverly: Let me put this in Spanish. No.
Adam: So, was a highway not named in my honor?
Beverly: That's just Interstate 95.
Adam: Was my work not put on the space shuttle and sent to the great beyond so other civilizations could appreciate it?
Beverly: It's in that drawer.
Adam: My whole life is a lie.