Thomas: Hey. They tried to eat you alive, but here you are. You did well.
Thomas: Mm-hmm. Where are you going?
Nina: Upper west side.
Thomas: Stop at my place for a drink. It's on the way.
Coach: Thomas, you need to say hello to Karen Holloway.
Thomas: A minute more of ass-kissing. I'll be back. Wait for me here, all right? Hello, Karen!
Nina: Beth! I'm so sorry to hear you're leaving the company.
Beth: What did you do to get this role? He always said you were such a frigid little girl. What did you do to make him change his mind? Did you suck his cock?
Nina: Not all of us have to.
Beth: You fucking whore! You're a fucking little whore!
Thomas: Whoa, what's going on here?
Beth: Hey, I need to talk to you.
Thomas: You're drunk. You should go home.
Beth: I need to talk to you. No! Don't you do that! Don't you dismiss me like that!
Thomas: My little princess, please. Pull it together. Come.
Beth: I'm coming by later. I have something for you. It's a token of my appreciation.
Beth: You make the most of it, Nina.
Thomas: Don't worry. It's typical. Please. I thought it'd be good to talk about the role. Drown this a little. I don't want there to be any boundaries between us.
Nina: No, me neither.
Thomas: Good. So...You got a boyfriend?
Thomas: Have you had many in the past?
Nina: A few. But no one serious.
Thomas: You're not a virgin are you?
Thomas: So there's nothing to be embarrassed about. And you enjoy making love?
Nina: Excuse me?
Thomas: Come on, sex. Do you enjoy it? We need to be able to talk about this. I've got a little homework assignment for you. Go home and touch yourself. Live a little. Well it's late. Lots of work tomorrow. The doorman will find a cab for you.
Erica: Sounds like quite an evening. I wish I could have been there.
Nina: You know I asked.
Erica: I know you did. Susie told me. Guess he wanted you all to himself.
Nina: But why?
Erica: Don't blame him. Where'd you get these?
Nina: They're fake.
Erica: Fooled me.
Nina: I can do it.
Erica: He must have been by your side all night. Showing you off. Oh, Nina...
Nina: It's just a rash.
Erica: Rash? What are you talking about?
Nina: It was worse a few days ago. It's fine already.
Erica: You've been scratching yourself again.
Nina: No I haven't. Mom!
Erica: This disgusting habit...Jesus Christ, I thought you were done with this, Nina. Shrugs. You'll keep wearing the shrugs. Sit down. You have the white one, and the pink one. And that'll hide it. And then I'll dig out that expensive coverup. We still have some. No one will see it.
Nina: Mom, please.
Erica: It's the role, isn't it? It's all this pressure. I knew it'd be too much. I knew it. You're all right. You'll be all right.