- Dr. Cask: Her technique is no better than yours.
- Juliet: That's not...
- Dr. Cask: Take the compliment. Her technique is no better. Her efficiency is worse. So, what makes Vivian the star and you the... whatever you are? She plays like the devil is at the door.
- Juliet: What about Moira?
- Dr. Cask: Moira?
- Juliet: She beat Vi the first time around. Is that how she played?
- Dr. Cask: She played like the devil was in the room.
- Juliet: You know, I used to idolize you. But you're no different than Roger. Just acting like a big man in this empty house with your second-place trophy that you won two decades ago.
- Dr. Cask: And you... you wouldn't know anything about failure, would you, Juliet?
- Juliet: I've had a bumpy ride. Starting tomorrow, that's gonna change. I mean, you said it-I have something. And unlike you or Roger, I'm not gonna miss my chance to prove it. I'm gonna be great.
- Dr. Cask: Oh, yes? Let's name some of these greats, shall we? Gould, Ashkenazy, Horowitz. What do all these names have in common?
- Juliet: I don't know. What do they have in common?
- Dr. Cask: They didn't go to arts high schools. Didn't you ever wonder why the Perahias and Pollinis of this world never sat around winning school concerto competitions? It's because they jumped that hurdle before most people know how to walk. They were playing world stages before they could ride a bike. You're not going to miss your chance at greatness, Juliet. You already have.
- Juliet: That's not true. I'm not like you.
- Dr. Cask: No. You don't even have the trophy.
- Dr. Cask: we may live in a world where people would rather listen to a half-literate teen swear in time to a drum machine