- Katie: Mr.Connelly.
- [hands on her hips]
- Katie: I want my job back.
- Richard Connelly: And I wanna play for the Yankees.
- [takes a big gulp from his daytime perk-up]
- Katie: I promise it will never happen again.
- Richard Connelly: I know it will never happen again. That's the beauty of the word "fired."
- [Katie gives him a wounded look]
- Richard Connelly: Aw right, look. You're a good kid, you really are. But this is business. We lost a big account, and I can't let something like that happen around here, not now!
- Katie: I won't take no for an answer!
- Richard Connelly: [smiles] I admire your fortitude. I'm gonna call security now.
- Debra: Oh, no, no, no. No. No, you must be kidding. No, that's crazy. You cannot take this person seriously, because she is just this little small-town good-for-nothing white trash bimbo!
- Katie: Hmm.
- Female Marina Executive: You know, lady, we, uh, have a name for somebody like you.
- [smiles]
- Katie: [with small-town generosity] A mean person.
- Female Marina Executive: A little stronger than that.
- Katie: A *really* mean person.
- Female Marina Executive: Why don't you just...
- [gestures pushing in dagger to the hilt]
- Katie: *Bitch!*
- Female Marina Executive: That's the word!
- [applauds]