Vince: Told you I'd kick ass, Dad. What I really wanted to ask was, I, uh - I was wondering, could I get a raise?
Rod: Out of the question.
Vince: Why?
Rod: I don't have the money.
Vince: You got six billion dollars!
Rod: Seven, but things are tight right now. Who the hell's making all this bloody noise? Who's there?
[he opens the door and he sees no one]
Vince: Okay, look. Uh, what about a-a small advance on my inheritance?
Rod: What inheritance?
Vince: Well...
[nervous laugh]
Vince: I-I'm your son! You have to leave me something.
Rod: Why?
Vince: 'Cause you... you screwed up my whole childhood!
Rod: How could I have? I wasn't even there.