Lee Gates:
You want to sit here and take stock of our lives, Kyle? How about we compare scores? How about we do that?
Tech Dave:
The touchscreen. Shit, the touchscreen.
Lee Gates:
All right. We got Kyle and we got Lee. Let's start with the obvious. Money. I got some; you don't, I gather. So, that's a point for me.
Patty Fenn:
Where are you going with this, Lee?
Lee Gates:
But then there's family. I'm divorced three times. What about you? You got a wife? Hmm? Girlfriend, then?
Patty Fenn:
Sacajawea, Lee.
Lee Gates:
You got a girlfriend? That's nice. The magic of young love. I think we can both agree that's a point for you, since the first number on my speed dial is an escort service.
Kyle Budwell:
No, you don't know anything about me. You know nothing...
Lee Gates:
I don't need to know anything about you! I know about me. Seven years, three years, fourteen months. The marriages, they get shorter and they get shorter, but settlements, they get larger and larger.
Patty Fenn:
[walking over to the studio door]
Lee? Look at me, Lee. Sacajawea.
Lee Gates:
Hey, Kyle, you see her? That's Patty, my director, and she wants me to shut up. Well, now she's sick of me, too. And that's why she took a job across the street and didn't tell me. People talk. They all leave sooner or later, Kyle. That's just how it works. So trust me, that's gonna be a point for you. What about kids? You got a kid? Hmm? One on the way, maybe? Yeah? She's expecting. It's a blessing. I have one myself. She must be six or seven. I have no idea. I send a check.
