- Tom: Who are all these girls and what kind of work did my uncle do?
- Felicia: Sit down, Tom. There's a few things I'd like to explain to you. Tom, your uncle realized that gentlemen often require the company and attention of attractive and creative young ladies.
- Tom: A whorehouse? My uncle ran a whorehouse?
- Joyce: [finding Sissy with the chauffeur in the back of the limo] Sissy, What the hell do you think you're doing?
- Sissy: I lost my ring and had to come out here to look for it.
- Joyce: I've been lookin' all over the damn house for you. You've got a call... and you've got to go to the Hotel Sutton.
- Sissy: The Sutton, that horrible place?
- Joyce: You can thank your new boss for that... and by the way, how many times do I have to tell you, "You don't give that away. You *sell* it!"
- Sissy: Well, you always told me I needed to practice.
- Joyce: [to Michael] And listen you, you *know* the rules of this house... and if you don't wanna go back to drivin' a cab, you better follow 'em. You better lay off... and I mean it!