Cher credited as playing...
Margaret
- Tony: Come on, you sound like my shrink!
- Margaret: You're in therapy?
- Tony: I'm not ashamed to say I got problems like anybody else.
- Margaret: Well, I'm not, trying to insult you. I mean, I've got problems, too. I've been going to a therapist for five years, but you're a hired killer.
- Tony: It's a job.
- Margaret: No, a job is selling real estate!
- [two men are admiring a Rolls Royce parked near the sidewalk]
- Young Man at Rolls: Nice Rolls. Beautiful. Incredible.
- Young Man at Rolls: You see the line, though?
- Young Man at Rolls: It's incredibly beautiful. I wonder what it costs.
- Young Man at Rolls: More than we could ever afford.
- Young Man at Rolls: Yeah, well, wouldn't it be great to have a car like this? Totally awesome.
- Margaret: [looking miserable] It wont make you happy.
- Young Man at Rolls: [realizing her presence] What?
- Margaret: This car, it won't make you happy.
- Young Man at Rolls: [scoffs] I'll look happy, though.
- Young Man at Rolls: Yeah.
- [gestures towards Margaret]
- Young Man at Rolls: Let's help her out. I think we should help her.
- Young Man at Rolls: [to Margaret] You all right?
- [she doesn't reply]
- Young Man at Rolls: You need some help?
- [Margaret nods solemnly]
- Young Man at Rolls: [reaching for his wallet] Look, I just have 20s.
- Young Man at Rolls: Give her some money.
- Young Man at Rolls: That's all I have.
- [man two snatches the wallet]
- Young Man at Rolls: Look, don't,
- [Man two hands Margaret the money]
- Young Man at Rolls: Aw, man, come on.
- [Margaret looks at it, waits a beat, then takes the 20. She smiles sadly, nods, gets in the Rolls Royce and drives away. The men watch, dumbfounded]
- Young Man at Rolls: [teasingly shoves the second man] You owe me 20 bucks!