- Dennis: Hey, Naomi.
- Naomi: You been crying like a little bitch in your office?
- Dennis: Looks like this place is gonna fill up pretty soon. Hows it going up here?
- Naomi: Boring as shit. I hate you.
- Dennis: Maybe you got to work on your attitude, because I noticed lately you've been sort of a Negative Nancy.
- Naomi: Well, I'm going to be a real Cunty McShitterman if you don't let me back on the floor!
- Dean: Ok, well that was a good trip. I actually need some money. Cash. Right now, if you could? Twenty dollars would do it.
- Dan: You need twenty?
- Dean: Make it a fifty. Just round up. Make it an even fifty. That would make it easier for me.
- Dan: Sure thing.
- Dean: Perfect. Ask and you shall receive.
- [Dean looks at the fifty dollar bill]
- Dean: Ulysess S. Grant, where the fuck did my life go wrong?
- Naomi: Oh, I'm sorry sir we don't allow pets in the restaurant.
- Blind Man: Oh, no, he's a guide dog. It's okay.
- Naomi: Are you deaf? We don't allow dogs.
- Blind Man: I don't think you understand. I can't see. He's my guide dog. He's allowed in.
- Naomi: Why would you go to a tit joint if you're blind? Answer that one, Stevie Wonder! You know something? If you had a cane, I'd beat you over the fucking head with it!
- Calvin: [Calvin walks up] Hey, Naomi.
- Naomi: I would! What?
- Calvin: What the hell are you doing?
- Naomi: I'm helping.
- Calvin: Why don't yo go help over at Shenaniganz where you work?
- Blind Man: You're kidding me. She doesn't even work here?
- Naomi: Stay out of this.
- [Naomi whips the blind man the finger]
- Calvin: [to the blind man] Sorry about this. I'll have someone take care of you immediately.
- [to Naomi]
- Calvin: You. Sweet tits, now get the hell out of here.
- Naomi: [Naomi walks away but she steps in dog poop] Fuck! Goddamn cocksucker. No wonder they're blind.
- Calvin: You know, that's cute handwriting, it's all real ice it's just, nah, I'm sorry I just- I don't think you're a good fit for our establishment here.
- Naomi: These- these tits were chiseled by God.
- Calvin: I don't thin you have the right temperament.
- Naomi: You know what? Fuck you, Calvin.
- Calvin: Oh, okay.
- Amber: Hello.
- Amber: How come you've never talked to me before? I mean, really talked to me? We've worked together five or six times and I never even knew you spoke like that. No. I love it. I love the way you talk. I just can't believe I never knew.
- Mason: Most people don't think it's as coll as you do. So. Wait a second. You're fucking with me, right? Chuck put you up to this? Goddamn. You're not gonna smear sour cream on my upper lip, are you? I got a lactose prob-
- [Amber kisses him]
- Amber: I just got some kind bud. Do you want to go back to my place and smoke out?
- Mason: Oh my God. Yeah. Uh, okay.