Giamatti - Paul: [Reading from yellow pages] Mini Storage, Pet Storage, Private Storage, Self Storage... Soul Storage.

Dr. Flintstein: Now, your soul will be be stored here, or, if you'd rather avoid sales tax, it can be shipped to our New Jersey warehouse.

Giamatti - Paul: Un, no. God, no. I don't want my soul shipped to New Jersey. No.

Dr. Flintstein: I understand.

Dr. Flintstein: Well, when you have a tumour, you get rid of it. A twisted soul is like a tumour. It's better to get rid of it.

Giamatti - Paul: I don't think that my soul is twisted. Doctor.

Dr. Flintstein: Believe me, when you get rid of your soul everything makes so much more sense. Everything becomes, well, functional, and purposeful.

Giamatti - Paul: Are you telling me, my soul is a chick pea?