- Jack Gallo: Dennis, did you get my dry cleaning?
- Dennis Finch: [not looking at him] Yep.
- Jack Gallo: Did you play my lottery numbers?
- Dennis Finch: Yep.
- Jack Gallo: Biggety booggety boo?
- Dennis Finch: Yep.
- Dennis Finch: Jack just hit the lottery.
- Nina Van Horn: Wow. The rich keep getting richer.
- Dennis Finch: Not really. I didn't buy the ticket.
- Nina Van Horn: What?
- Dennis Finch: I never do. I buy candy.
- Elliot DiMauro: I never had a dog.
- Nina Van Horn: They're great. We had one on the farm. He had only three legs, but tremendous testicles.
- Nina Van Horn: Morning, Finch.
- Dennis Finch: I'm surprised you made it in.
- Nina Van Horn: And why is that?
- Dennis Finch: I'm always surprised you make it in.
- Nina Van Horn: What are you implying?
- Dennis Finch: I'm not really implying anything, I'm saying you reek like a Bob Marley concert.
- Nina Van Horn: Oh, please. I have long since outgrown such foolishness.
- Dennis Finch: Is that a dog?
- Nina Van Horn: Oh, thank God, you see it too.
- Maya Gallo: He was sitting there begging for my scone.
- Dennis Finch: A cat wouldn't do that. Too much pride. Dogs are the whores of the animal kingdom. Look it up.
- Dennis Finch: How am I going to tell him?
- Nina Van Horn: Can I do it?
- Dennis Finch: No, you have to help me find a way out of this.
- Nina Van Horn: Why should I?
- Dennis Finch: Because... because I know about that... that thing you did.
- Nina Van Horn: You're bluffing.
- Dennis Finch: The bad thing.
- Nina Van Horn: I don't wanna go to jail.
- Dennis Finch: She's testing ya, bro.
- Nina Van Horn: She's seeing if you can be a father.
- Elliot DiMauro: Maya's not like that.
- Dennis Finch: Then why did she write that article titled "Can your dude be a dad? Get a dog."
- [everyone stares]
- Dennis Finch: From July '99? Hot Celebrities in Hot Getaways? They all go to Hawaii... Does anyone read this magazine?
- Dennis Finch: I think I figured out a way out of this lottery mess.
- Nina Van Horn: Wait a minute. What if we enter the lottery in a different state, win that, and give Jack the fifty thousand? Or maybe a little less. He'll never count it.
- Dennis Finch: Can I do this by myself? No.
- Elliot DiMauro: There you are, Henri, mon ami. Sometimes we like to pretend we're French.
- Denise: I once gave him a French fry.
- Elliot DiMauro: Not really the same thing.
- Dennis Finch: I can't leave my post for a second. I have to be alert in case Jack goes to cash in his lottery ticket.
- Nina Van Horn: I wouldn't worry about it.
- Dennis Finch: Why not?
- Nina Van Horn: Because he left half an hour ago.
- Dennis Finch: What? That's impossible! My eyes haven't moved for...
- [Woman enters office]
- Dennis Finch: Well, look who's back?