Jeremy: Davy, she says she doesn't want the money. David: Well, I don't want the money either. Jeremy: ...I'll take it. I mean, nobody else wants it.
[John Gage is reading through the contract drawn up by Jeremy] Gage: Do you want to elaborate on the "Verification" clause? Jeremy: Verification? That means you pay even if the relationship isn't consummated. Gage: You mean if I'm impotent? Jeremy: It's important for a lawyer to cover contingencies. Gage: I can live with that. The "John Garfield" clause? Jeremy: That's if you die in the act. Gage: I have no problem with that either. Could I have your pen?... You're pretty good, you know. Jeremy: Thank you. Gage: You should come and work for me. Jeremy: Ooh.
David: I thought we were invincible. But now I know that the things that people in love do to each other, they remember. And if they stay together, it's not because they forget. It's because they forgive.
Diana: The dress is for sale. I'm not.
Diana: Have I ever told you I love you? David: No. Diana: I do. David: Still? Diana: Always.
Diana: If you ever want something badly, let it go. If it comes back to you, then it's yours forever. If it doesn't, then it was never yours to begin with.
David: I thought he was the better man. I know now he's not. Just got more money.
David: [while playing pool] I guess there's limits to what money can buy. John: Not many. Diana: Well some things aren't for sale. John: Such as? Diana: Well you can't buy people. John: That's naive, Diana. I buy people every day. Diana: In business, maybe, but you can't buy people not when real emotions are involved. John: So you're saying you can't buy love? That's a bit of a cliché don't you think? Diana: It's absolutely true. John: Is it? What do you think? David: I agree with Diana. John: You do? Well let's test the cliché. Suppose... I were to offer you one million dollars for one night with your wife. David: I'd assume you're kidding. John: Let's pretend I'm not. What would you say? Diana: He'd tell you to go to hell. John: I didn't hear him. David: I'd tell you to go to hell. John: That's a reflex answer because you view the question as hypothetical. But let's say that there was real money backing it up. I'm not kidding. A million dollars. The night would come and go but the money could last a lifetime. Think of it. A million dollars. A lifetime of security... for one night. Don't answer right away. Just consider it; seriously? David: We're positive, okay? John: Well then you've proved your point. There are limits to what money can buy. It's late, and I hate to admit it, but I have meetings in the morning. May I have one dance? With your permission. David: You know something? I think you better hurry on to that meeting. You don't want to miss out on your next billion. John: Understood. I wouldn't part with her either. Good night.
Jeremy: For a million bucks *I'd* sleep with him. [David glares at him]... Maybe not.
Jeremy: OK, David, before we go any further, let's get the moral issue out of the way. David: Leave that to us. Jeremy: No, I was referring to my fee. I get five percent.
John: Dance? Diana: I should go. John: I remember once when I was young, and I was coming back from some place, a movie or something. I was on the subway and there was a girl sitting across from me and she was wearing this dress that was bottoned queer up right to here, she was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And I was shy then, so when she would look at me I would look away, then afterwards when I would look back she would look away. Then I got to where I was gonna get off, and got off, the doors closed, and as the train was pulling away she looked right at me and gave me the most incredible smile. It was awful, I wanted to tear the doors open. And I went back every night, same time, for two weeks, but she never showed up. That was 30 years ago and I don't think that theres a day that goes by that I don't think about her, I don't want that to happen again. Just one dance?
Jeremy: [on the phone] Let me get this straight. He offered you a million dollars for a night with your wife? As in *your* wife Diana? And you agreed to it? I don't know what to say. How could you do something like that? *How could you negotiate without me?* Never negotiate without your lawyer. Never! For a woman like Diana I could have gotten you at least two million. Obviously, you don't want to get screwed, and then... screwed!
Diana: Somethings are not for sale. John: Such as? Diana: Well you can't buy people.