Tina Carlyle:
[meeting Stanley outside of the club]
Mr. Ipkiss. Hi.
Stanley Ipkiss:
[stunned]
Hi.
Tina Carlyle:
[sees his dirty clothes, half-amused]
You okay?
Stanley Ipkiss:
Me? Oh, I'm great. Really good. I just... I've never felt better, really. I'm just, uh, catching some air out here.
Parking Valet:
[pulls up in Stanley's loaner vehicle]
Your car, sir.
Stanley Ipkiss:
[chuckles to Tina]
That's not my car.
Parking Valet:
But it matches the ticket.
Stanley Ipkiss:
[frustrated]
All right, I'll take it. But I am VERY angry.
[to Tina]
Stanley Ipkiss:
Can you believe this? You drive in a Porsche...
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