Vern: I'm sorry, but I can't be bought.
Rita: Please. Everyone has a price.
Vern: So how much did Mr. Castillo pay for you?
Rita: I beg your pardon?
Vern: It's obvious. You never loved him. You only married him cause you knew he'd buy you pretty things. But that didn't fill up that hole in your soul, so you got yourself a gigolo, fooled yourself into thinking that he loved you. Now you know he didn't, so you're starting to panic cause you finally learned that the real thing ain't for sale. The guys who might have loved you back in the day are now only interested in fresher produce.
Rita: You can't speak to me that way! No one speaks to me that way!
Vern: Well, then no one's been telling you the truth.