- Edward Strong: I used to love that pool.
- Robert Strong: Yeah, me too.
- Edward Strong: They used to dump a ton of chlorine in because we all pissed in it. Christ, my eyes used to sting. I never knew whether they were stinging from the chlorine or the piss.
- Robert Strong: You're big on the nostalgia today, huh?
- Robert Strong: [as the two women fight it out in the swimming pool] You must be some kinda man to have two women fighting over you.
- Robert Strong: I don't understand how you can get involved in this.
- Edward Strong: Money. Can you understand that?
- Robert Strong: No.
- Joanna Strong: I'm going to finish packing.
- [rises from couch, leaves to avoid this upcoming argument]
- Edward Strong: That's goddamn obvious!
- Robert Strong: Why is it obvious?
- Edward Strong: Because people who understand about money don't go around throwing $300 000 to a school of trout!
- Robert Strong: I knew what I was doing.
- Edward Strong: Did you now? Did you understand that you were getting me set up to have my head blown off?
- Robert Strong: No.
- Edward Strong: So then, what did you understand? You're turning my stomach. You don't have the faintest notion about what money's about.
- Robert Strong: I don't wanna talk about money.
- Edward Strong: How about sex?
- [Deborah looks up uncomfortably]
- Edward Strong: Sex is easier, right? We could talk about sex all night, you and me. Not money though. Money makes you blush. You have more shame over a dollar bill than you do about your own penis. The real price of your blue jeans and your Simon & Garfunkel records are your father's balls. And the real price of your noble little fling to the mountains of Quebec... is gonna be my life.
- Robert Strong: I know all that. The point of all this is that you made a mess of your life.
- Edward Strong: No, baby. You made a mess of my life.