George Reeves: [about Leonore Lemmon] She makes me feel young.
Toni Mannix: [obviously offended] Have you seen yourself, George? Your face is going.
George Reeves: Don't do this...
Toni Mannix: Here, your eyes, your hair, your stomach.
George Reeves: Stop it.
Toni Mannix: You think no one notices?
George Reeves: Toni, don't do this.
Toni Mannix: But you've got your projects, haven't you? You're going to be a director. You'll sit in your little canvas chair polishing your balls. "Thank God I got rid of that hag I had to screw. What was her name? The one who paid for everything! The one who bought me a fucking house!".
George Reeves: For God's sake...
Toni Mannix: You want publicity? You'll get it. I'll say you're a Red. And a faggot. A lush. Nobody can call that a lie!
George Reeves: You know what? You've never helped me. You never helped me! You could've talked to Eddie. You could've gotten me something, but you didn't! Because you liked me where I was, in a fucking red suit! You liked that! Well, that's not who I am, understand? God damn you!
Toni Mannix: ...But, George, that's all you were good for. Ten-year-olds and shut-ins. That was the best you were ever going to be. I knew that, why didn't you?