- Jack Gallo: Come see your new office.
- Maya Gallo: I don't need a new office. I don't want a new office.
- [cut to Maya at the office]
- Maya Gallo: [delighted] Look at my new office!
- Persky: This is no longer my office, is it?
- Jack Gallo: I got you a better office on the eighteenth floor.
- Persky: Isn't that storage?
- Jack Gallo: Okay.
- Jack Gallo: Why are things so serious with you? Relax, have some fun.
- Maya Gallo: I will have you know that I do have fun. I go to... I collect... Believe me, I have fun.
- Dennis Finch: Maya this and Maya that. Next thing you know, she'll be getting my weekend at the company yacht.
- Nina Van Horn: We have a company yacht?
- Dennis Finch: No.
- Persky: Morning, everyone. I'm moving back into my office.
- Jack Gallo: Persky, my main man!
- Persky: I'm not moving back into my office, am I, sir?
- Jack Gallo: I hear they like you up on eighteen.
- Persky: I'm the only one there.
- Jack Gallo: Okay.
- Maya Gallo: But what about my new stories?
- Dennis Finch: Shh. If you say them out loud they won't come true.
- Maya Gallo: Here's my new idea.
- Jack Gallo: Lay it on me.
- Maya Gallo: A hard-hitting expose on the apalling working conditions of foreign workers on the garment industry.
- Dennis Finch: Boo-hoo.
- Nina Van Horn: Maya, you're new here, so let me introduce you to the phrase "pooping in your own nest."
- Elliot DiMauro: I'm off to shoot my salute to the thong, and this time it's a closed set.
- Dennis Finch: What? I need to measure the floors for insurance purposes.
- Elliot DiMauro: Please. Half the photographs have your head in them.
- Jack Gallo: I haven't shown you the company credit cards.
- Maya Gallo: Why do we need credit cards?
- Jack Gallo: Look, a hologram of a bird. I bet if you showed this to a caveman, he'd have a heart attack.
- Nina Van Horn: Jack, Maya is bad news. The three of us are the backbone of this magazine...
- Jack Gallo: Three? I only see two of you.
- Nina Van Horn: No, there's me, there's Finch, and there's... Elliot, you bastard.
- Elliot DiMauro: On a scale from nine to ten how much did you missed me?
- Maya: If nine is not at all, then four.
- Dennis: Ha, ha, haa.