Michael Nouri credited as playing...
Nick Hurley
- 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.
- Nick: You're Alex.
- Alex Owens: I know.
- Nick: I'm Nick Hurley.
- Alex Owens: Really? I've seen your name on my paychecks.
- Alex Owens: [the next day after the ballet] Save your money.
- Nick: I'm just buying your lunch.
- Alex Owens: [coldly] I don't want you buying me anything! I don't want you buying me, period!
- Nick: What's your problem today?
- Alex Owens: I didn't know you were such a ballet fan. I thought you just liked it in private. How quickly they forget.
- [gets in his face]
- Alex Owens: At the dance benefit, the blonde in the white dress. Who's the Goddamn blonde, Nick?
- [she storms off, and Nick follows]
- Nick: Hey? Hey?
- [a pickup truck stops, separating them]
- Nick: What the hell's going on around here? Has everyone gone crazy? Last night some idiot throws a rock through my window, and...
- Alex Owens: [cuts him off, screaming almost incoherently] *I broke your fuckin' window!*
- Nick: What?
- Alex Owens: [calmly now] You heard me. I smashed your stupid window.
- Nick: [incensed] Are you crazy? Are you out of your Goddamn mind?
- Alex Owens: Maybe.
- [turns away]
- Nick: [walks around the truck, following her again] Cost me $170! I had to special order it!
- Alex Owens: [turns back to him while still walking] You got the Goddamn money! Go fuck the blonde!
- Nick: She's my ex-wife! We have an agreement! I met her once a Goddamn year, and I have to take her to the stupid benefit!
- [pauses]
- Nick: Why am I explaining myself?
- [calmly]
- Nick: You didn't have to break my window.
- Alex Owens: [calmly] I know. I did because it just pissed me off.
- [they then seem to make up quickly and walk off together while the other workers cheer]
- Nick: [watching Alex eat with her fingers at a 5 star restaurant] How's the lobster?
- Alex Owens: [seductively places more lobster in her mouth, licks her lips] It sucks.
- Nick: Want some of mine?
- Alex Owens: [slowly pulls her middle finger out of her mouth] I'm hungry. Thanks.
- Nick: Whatever turns you on.
- Alex Owens: What turns you on?
- Katie Hurley: Has he taken you to the steel mill yet?
- Nick: That's enough, Katie.
- Katie Hurley: He likes to go there on his first date. It was your first date, wasn't it?
- Alex Owens: Yeah, it was. As a matter of fact, I fucked his brains out.
- Katie Hurley: Ha-ha-ha. Obviously, you did. Charmed.
- Nick: Do that again.
- Alex Owens: What?
- Nick: That dance step you just did.
- Alex Owens: I can't. I was just fooling around. I'm not a dancer like that.
- Nick: What do you mean?
- Alex Owens: I never studied before. I mean, I read books and stuff and I watch; but, I've never taken dance classes. I don't know. There's just all those dancers who want to be watching each other and watching you.
- Nick: But, you dance in front of an audience at the club every night?
- Alex Owens: I know, but, it's different. I never see them. It's like - I go out there and the music starts and you begin to feel it - and your body just starts to move. I know it sounds really silly. But, something inside you just clicks - and you just take off and you're gone. It's like you're somebody else for a second. Some nights I -
- [voice breaking]
- Alex Owens: some nights I just can't wait to get out there, just so I can disappear.
- Alex Owens: I don't need you tellin' me what to do! And I don't need to hear your shit! I'm not a baby! Now, get the hell out of here and play with your fuckin' Porsche.
- Nick: What you need is a kick in the ass!