Amanda: I hate sexual tension Vince, it always leads to confusion.
Vince: I couldn't agree more.
Amanda: Well, good. Then lets get it out of the way.
Vince: How?
Amanda: By f**king each other's brains out, and never talking about it again so we can move on to a very successful and professional agent-client relationship. Sound good?
Vince: To me it does, yeah.
Amanda: Great, see you in twenty.
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Ari: I came here today because I thought this was a session on how my wife could learn to communicate. How to answer a question without a question: basic Humanity 101. Which I thought, given your wall of f**king diplomas, you could easily fix. Or if you couldn't, you could give her a pill that could either fix it or make her a mute. But now to turn around and gang up on me! I have work to do! I have hundreds of clients to deal with. And just so we're clear; I don't care about any of them. They're all just a number: Like Wife number one and Therapist number seven. Good day!
[Ari walks out]
Mrs. Gold: You're really only our fifth
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Ari: I couldn't fire someone today. Firing people was one of my favorite things. It's a perk of my job. I couldn't do it. All because this little f**kling made me some song about his wife leaving him.
Doctor: So you feel compassion?
Ari: Yeah. Last week, all I had to do was let my assistant performs just one more of the many gay acts that he has performed in his life, it would've made me millions of dollars. I couldn't do that either
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Ari: You s**tty dime-store therapist. A man's life is on the line here and all you give a f**k about is beating some stupid club record, that will do what for you? Give you five minutes of pleasure, while you f**k your underpaid, emasculated husband tonight? How the f**k does he afford this place anyway? Isn't he a guidance counselor at a high school?
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Ari: Don't f**king cry Rob.
Rob: I can't cry Ari, my tear ducts will be permanently f**ked if I do
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Barbara: What's wrong with you?
Ari: Nothing!
Barbara: You're soft and sweet and nice. It's disgusting!
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Vince: I couldn't agree more.
Amanda: Well, good. Then lets get it out of the way.
Vince: How?
Amanda: By f**king each other's brains out, and never talking about it again so we can move on to a very successful and professional agent-client relationship. Sound good?
Vince: To me it does, yeah.
Amanda: Great, see you in twenty.
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Ari: I came here today because I thought this was a session on how my wife could learn to communicate. How to answer a question without a question: basic Humanity 101. Which I thought, given your wall of f**king diplomas, you could easily fix. Or if you couldn't, you could give her a pill that could either fix it or make her a mute. But now to turn around and gang up on me! I have work to do! I have hundreds of clients to deal with. And just so we're clear; I don't care about any of them. They're all just a number: Like Wife number one and Therapist number seven. Good day!
[Ari walks out]
Mrs. Gold: You're really only our fifth
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Ari: I couldn't fire someone today. Firing people was one of my favorite things. It's a perk of my job. I couldn't do it. All because this little f**kling made me some song about his wife leaving him.
Doctor: So you feel compassion?
Ari: Yeah. Last week, all I had to do was let my assistant performs just one more of the many gay acts that he has performed in his life, it would've made me millions of dollars. I couldn't do that either
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Ari: You s**tty dime-store therapist. A man's life is on the line here and all you give a f**k about is beating some stupid club record, that will do what for you? Give you five minutes of pleasure, while you f**k your underpaid, emasculated husband tonight? How the f**k does he afford this place anyway? Isn't he a guidance counselor at a high school?
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Ari: Don't f**king cry Rob.
Rob: I can't cry Ari, my tear ducts will be permanently f**ked if I do
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Barbara: What's wrong with you?
Ari: Nothing!
Barbara: You're soft and sweet and nice. It's disgusting!
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