George: Brian, why don't you give coffee writing a try? You know, we're not all big, bad prostitutes. You might even get to like it.
Brian: Thanks, anyway, George, but, well, you understand.
George: Sure. I could understand if you were getting anything out of your great efforts.
Brian: George, I have to love what I'm doing--intensely.
George: What's the matter, advertising isn't good enough for your talents? There's a lot of satisfaction in my work. At least, every time I write something, I know millions of people are going to read it. That's more than read Shakespeare.
Brian: I don't care about how many people read it. I care what it says.
George: Well, maybe you're just kidding yourself, Brian. And what does it get you? Look at you, your age, no money. Just a waiter in a coffee shop.
[Brian gets up and storms off angry]