- Evan: I took a risk when I hired you, Manny. Many people would have said 'Who is this rudderless hippy? How do I get away from him? Has he got a hunting knife strapped to his shin?'
- Evan: What do you see when you look at me, Manny? I'll tell you what. You see me and you think to yourself, "Hey! There's Evan. He's a young guy. He listens to the Stereophonics, he rides a scooter - LETS SEE HOW FAR I CAN PUSH HIM!"
- Evan: Manny, in two years you could have been deputy-junior-sub-assistant! But you're not! You're here, rolling around on the ground like the worm you are!
- Fran: Where's Manny?
- Bernard: Him? He left. That's what happens when you love someone and nurture them and take care of them.
- Fran: You mean you fired him.
- Bernard: There may have been an incident involving a hand and a kitchen item and maybe the item was a sandwich toaster and maybe the hand was Manny's and maybe I introduced them to one another.
- Fran: So he's gone.
- Bernard: Oh no, he still sleeps here, burrowed in like the little tick he is. But he leaves every day. Every day is another betrayal.
- Manny: No, wait a minute. This is all about you, isn't it Fran? You're being totally selfish. Why can't you let us have our vicious, soul-destroying break up in peace.
- Bernard: He's right. We are in pieces and you don't care about anything except having somewhere to hang around.
- Manny: Uh, thanks.
- Bernard: Not at all. It's never going to be like it was Fran.
- Manny: Never! I agree.
- Bernard: We agree. Manny and I are opposed on every point.
- Manny: Well put.
- Bernard: Thank you.
- Manny: My pleasure.
- Bernard: Don't ask questions, just do it! And clean this place up, it's a disgrace! And polish the stair rails! De-louse the duvet! Tumble dry our doilies! And hoover the roof! And whistle down the chimneys!
- [Bernard and Fran are spying on Manny who is now working for a rival bookstore]
- Bernard: Look at him! He's half Iago, Half Fu Manchu, all bastard!
- Fran: I have to have somewhere to go Manny. And if you don't come back to the shop? I'll just have to live here.
- Bernard: Manny, I'm sorry... I'm sorry I ever let you in here, to rob me of my best years before leaving me a burnt out husk.