Ann: There's no food left. Only the dogs. And Mrs. Hillman is refusing to clean unless I pay her what I apparently owe her. Like all poor people, she's obsessed with money.
Anthony Royal: How dare you JUDGE ME!
Richard Wilder: You just sit there... and think about what you've done
Ann: Right, which one of you bastards is going to fuck me up the arse?
Laing: [on the building] Prone to bouts of mania, narcissism and power failure.
Laing: [on Wilder] He's probably the sanest man in the building.
Richard Wilder: Doesn't it seem odd, Laing? That a man can fall from the thirty-ninth floor, and not one police car turn up? Where's the investigation, Laing? I mean, where's the sirens? Laing!
Charlotte: You know, you look much better without your clothes on. You're lucky. Not many people do.
Nathan Steele: Looks like the rot's set in
Ann: [laughing after Royal has hit her] That's the first time he's touched me in over six months!
Laing: It's my paint!