Grace: You told me how much you needed this, how depressed you were.
Lily: If I cut off my breasts, I don't know who I am. If I don't, I die.
Grace: Or, maybe there's a third option: become a new you.
Lily: No, this isn't about my business, or Cal, it's about me. I have built my fortune on my body and my image and without it, I don't know who I am.
Grace: Lily.
Lily: No. I have airbrushed my life beyond recognition, and it makes it really hard to feel like who I am and what I have is enough.