Alex Owens: I don't want you buying me anything. I don't want you buying me, period.
Nick: When you give up your dream, you die.
Pete: Number 174. 631503.
Nick: Pete, I don't want her zip code.
Pete: It's her Social Security number, asshole. She works for you.
Nick: I'll bring him a doggy bag if you'll have dinner with me.
Alex Owens: I told you, I don't think it's a good idea to go out with the boss.
Nick: OK. Have it your way. You're fired. I'll pick you up tomorrow at eight.
Nick: When I was a kid all I wanted was to be able to afford to eat in restaurants like this.
Alex Owens: Were you poor?
Nick: I was so poor I had hand-me-down lunches.