- Jerome Debney: If you are an egg, I hope you'll be careful.
- Berenice Hollis: Trust me, I'm anything but an egg.
- Jerome Debney: Do you know the saddest egg of all? The egg that believes it's a stone.
- Jerome Debney: I saw blue once. Genuine blue, you understand. Platonic blue. In a pool much like this. I was underwater, staring upwards at the sky. And perhaps it was merely a deficit of oxygen. But for a moment - blue. I've been searching for it ever since.
- Berenice Hollis: When I got to Italy, I thought, "Why not? Play the whore for a little while. See how it feels."
- Jerome Debney: And does it suit you? This new mask?
- Berenice Hollis: Turns out, I'm all right at it.
- Jerome Debney: You have to be careful, my dear. A mask can be a perilous thing. When I take mine off at night, another waits beneath.
- James Figueras: You're a thief. Your work belongs to the world, the entire fucking world, and you've stolen it.
- Berenice Hollis: You treat serious things as if they were trivial and trivial things as if they were serious.
- Joseph Cassidy: My attachment to these pictures seem a bit sentimental, I know, but I like the reminder that they bring, that I should never let a thing's worth obscure its value.
- Joseph Cassidy: Can you describe it to me, then?
- James Figueras: Well, it's - it's kind of hard to describe, to be honest.
- Joseph Cassidy: Well, it's your bloody job describing pictures, isn't it?
- Berenice Hollis: Acting a little strange, boss.
- James Figueras: How long have you known me?
- Berenice Hollis: A few days.
- James Figueras: So how can you possibly say what's strange and what's normal?
- Jerome Debney: When I'm truly finished, I scrawl the title, the date and my initials. For posterity's sake, you understand.
- Berenice Hollis: [reading the back of a canvas] "The Burnt Orange Heresy."
- Jerome Debney: A favorite.
- Berenice Hollis: What does it mean?
- Jerome Debney: It's a bone tossed to the critics, those ravenous dogs. They can wear themselves out chewing on it. Searching for meaning where there is none.
- Jerome Debney: My mother taught how me to haggle. If you have nothing to lose you must be merciless.
- James Figueras: I single-handedly made you believe that this was a masterpiece. You believed, you have to admit it. That, my dear friends, is the power of the critic, and that's why you should be careful with someone like me.
- James Figueras: Are you interested in art, Ms. Hollis?
- Berenice Hollis: I just came here for the potato chips.
- Joseph Cassidy: I had a terrible stammer when I was a child. Took me years to get over it.
- James Figueras: I'm so sorry. I didn't know.
- Joseph Cassidy: A neighbor of mine gave me some advice. Try and sing through the words to help ease their passage.
- Berenice Hollis: That's what art's about, isn't it? The truth.
- James Figueras: No. I mean, pumpkin, if it's just about telling the truth, anybody could do it.
- James Figueras: What are you doing this weekend?
- [Berenice scoffs]
- James Figueras: What?
- Berenice Hollis: You're supposed to ask me out *before* you fuck me.
- James Figueras: Duluth, huh? Thought there was an accent.
- Berenice Hollis: A Duluth accent?
- James Figueras: Minnesota. Something weird with the vowels.
- Joseph Cassidy: People and their hunches. How some have the gift and others don't. Always trust your hunches, my dear. You have the gift.
- Jerome Debney: May I be direct, in the modern way? Mr. Cassidy has brought us together. Why, it doesn't matter. He's a collector. And collectors, as we both know, are odd creatures.
- Berenice Hollis: Where are you taking me?
- Jerome Debney: "Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild."
- Berenice Hollis: I should tell you the truth.
- James Figueras: About what?
- Berenice Hollis: Myself.
- James Figueras: And what would that be?
- Berenice Hollis: Small-town girl, made a mistake. In way over her head, paddling about with sharks like you.
- James Figueras: Little Bo-Peep, huh?
- Berenice Hollis: Pretty much.
- Berenice Hollis: This isn't who you are, Slick.
- James Figueras: Pumpkin, you haven't the slightest idea who I am.
- James Figueras: Do you know what's gonna happen now? You're gonna get out of my apartment. You're gonna get out of my life and go back to your cheap whoring and sucking and fucking!