Dirty Sexy Money Season 2 Episode 6

Nick: Look, I have to make things work with Lisa. I owe it to her; I owe it to Kiki.
Karen: And what about you?
Nick: I want to do the right thing.
Karen: Of course you do.
Nick: And I love Lisa. I love you too, always have, and you know that, but she's my wife. Look, I can't apologize for doing the right thing.

Simon: (to Nick) You mess with my lady, you mess with my stuff, I mess with yours. Consider this a life lesson.

Andrea: I want to spend the time I have left teaching our son how to live, Brian, not how to die.

Karen: I really like your shower.
Simon: I'll be honest with you baby, it's better with you in it.

Lisa: This isn't about forever, Jeremy. It's just about tonight. (She kisses him)

Jeremy: Lisa's been pretty caught up with all of your little head-games, but even an art chick has got limits.
Nick: Who the hell are you to talk to me that way?
Jeremy: (cowering) I'm your... worst nightmare.

(Lisa just splashed a glass of wine on her.)
Karen: No, no, no, you and I have never been of the same class, but I'm not afraid to fight above my weight.
Lisa: Oh honey, I'll kick your ass if I can find it!

Lisa: (to Nick) You went out there to see if she was still pathetically waiting for you. Was she? Are you two finally on? Because if that's what you want, that slut, that rich, disgusting stringbean made of money, then have her. She is waiting for you, she is wide open.
Karen: Hi Lisa, I smell trouble, or is that your perfume?
Lisa: Karen walk away.
Karen: See if I do that he's [Nick] just gonna look at my ass.

Brian: Do you know what it took me to get you into this?
Andrea: Let me guess... money?

Brian: Hey Grim Reaper, I know how this works so how is it going to take to get her into that trial?
Dr. Zwerling: I'm going to pretend that we're not having this conversation.
Brian: Good, I'm going to pretend I'm talking to a human being.

Nola: Your father doesn't really like strong women does he?
Patrick: He likes mom.
Nola: I said strong, not murderous.

Nola: Mr Darling? Perhaps your hearing isn't quite what it used to be.
Tripp: I beg your pardon?
Nola: (deliberately raises her voice as though he's really hard of hearing) Your son has already given me the job?