Dirty Sexy Money

Jeremy: What are you up to today, exactly? Nola: Oh, you know, same old, same old. Prosecuting your mother for murder.

Brian, Jr.: Why didn't Grandpa name you as his successor, Dad? You said you were his right-hand man. Brian: Yeah, well, maybe he's a lefty.

Brian: (to Nick) You know, your moral superiority was always pretty sickening. But since you stole the company out from under every other kid in the family, it really doesn't fly!

(after talking about Nick's assignment as vice chair of Darling Enterprises) Karen: I'm sorry. Am I boring you? Simon: No. No, no, no. I always enjoy week-long monologues about my girlfriend's ex.

Clare George: I wasn't able to take care of you. What was I supposed to do? Nick: I don't know. I don't know. What were you supposed to do? Maybe you could've just looked at me and seen me and thought it was worth it to try. To make an effort to be a mother. Now, you dragged me into this world. I didn't ask to be born. But the minute that it got hard, you gave up. You took the darlings' money and you ran away. That's what happened. Clare George: I don't even know what to say to that! Nick: Well, you could say you're sorry. Clare George: I'm sorry! Nick: Very good. See? It's all better now.

Nola: The most important thing in my life is my work. I don't have a husband. I don't have kids. Jeremy: You have a secret boyfriend. Nola: Yes, I have a secret boyfriend and my work. And when my work doesn't go well, when I don't have that, I don't know what I have left.