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Joe Fox: [about Kathleen's internet friend] He could be anyone! It could be that guy right there! And those flowers could be for you!

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Gillian Quinn: Kiss me, I'm gonna be your wicked stepmother.

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George Pappas: I'm going to get some eucalyptus candles 'cause it makes my apartment smell moss-ay!

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Nelson Fox: How much son? How much you payin'?
Joe Fox: Well, whatever it costs it won't be as much as that exquisitely uncomfortable mohair episode there, which is NOW ALL OVER MY SUIT.

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George Pappas: Who belongs to this fish?

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Matthew Fox: F-O-X.
Kathleen Kelly: That is amazing, you can spell "fox"! Can you spell "dog"?
Matthew Fox: F-O-X.

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George Pappas: This place is a tomb. I'm going to the nut shop where it's fun.

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Frank Navasky: Name me one thing, *one*, that we've gained from technology.
Kathleen Kelly: Electricity.
Frank Navasky: That's one.
[points to Kathleen's computer]
Frank Navasky: You think this machine is your friend, but it's not.

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Kevin: The electrical contractor called. His truck hit a deer last night, so he's not going to be here until tomorrow. And the upstairs shelves are delayed because the shipment of pine we ordered has beetles.
Joe Fox: Very good. *Very* good.
Kevin: And we got a fifty-thousand dollar ticket for construction workers peeing off the

roof.
Joe Fox: Great, that is great!

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Kathleen Kelly: Is it infidelity if you're involved with somebody on email?
Christina Plutzker: Have you had sex?
Kathleen Kelly: No, of course not! I don't even know him.
Christina Plutzker: No, I mean *cyber*sex.
Kathleen Kelly: No.
Christina Plutzker: Well,

you know what? Don't do it, 'cause the minute you do, they lose all respect for you.

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Frank Navasky: Kathleen, you are a lone reed. You are a lone...
[sits down at his typewriter]
Frank Navasky: [typing] "... reed, standing tall, waving boldly in the corrupt sands of commerce."
[pulls the page out and hands it to Kathleen]
Kathleen Kelly: I am a lone reed.
Frank Navasky: Lone

reed.

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Joe Fox: [about "NY152"] Maybe he's fat. He's fat. He's a fatty.
Kathleen Kelly: I don't care about that.
Joe Fox: You don't care that he's so fat, he's one of these guys that has to be removed from his house by a crane? You don't care?
Kathleen Kelly: [snickering] That is very unlikely. That is completely

ridiculous.

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Birdie Conrad: If you need more, ask me, I'm very rich. I bought Intel at six.

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Kathleen Kelly: You poor, sad, multimillionaire. I feel so sorry for you.

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Joe Fox: I brought you flowers.
Kathleen Kelly: Oughhh... thank you.

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Kathleen Kelly: [Kathleen is in a daze after receiving an email from NY152. She comes into her shop and picks up a roll of Scotch tape] Can you beat that?
Christina Plutzker: Scotch tape? What is wrong with you?

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Joe Fox: [holding a drink] I better go deliver this. I have a very thirsty date. She's part camel.

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Patricia Eden: [to Joe, about Kathleen] You know, I love how you've totally forgotten that you've had any role in her current situation. It's so obtuse. So insensitive. Reminds me of someone. Who? Who does it remind me of?
[beat]
Patricia Eden: Me!

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Kathleen Kelly: [Doorbell] Who is it?
Joe Fox: It's Joe Fox.
Kathleen Kelly: What are you doing here?
Joe Fox: Uh, may I please come up?
Kathleen Kelly: No, I don't, I don't really think that that is a good idea, because I have a, I have a terrible, cold.
[ACHOO!]

Kathleen Kelly: Can you hear that?
Joe Fox: [laughs] Yeah.
Kathleen Kelly: Listen, I'm sniffling, and I'm not really awake, and I'm taking echinacea and Vitamin C and sleeping practically 24 hours a day. I have a temperature! And uh, um, I think I'm contagious. So I would, I would really appreciate it if you would just go away.

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Kathleen Kelly: I've been thinking. Frank?
Frank: What?
Kathleen Kelly: I've decided to go to the mattresses. Do you think it would be a gigantic conflict of interest if you wrote something about the store?
Frank: Yes.
Kathleen Kelly: Yes?
Frank: [after thinking

for a while] No.
Kathleen Kelly: So you'll do it?
Frank: Yes. Yes.
Kathleen Kelly: Do you know what it is to go to the mattresses?
Frank: It's from the Godfather.