Mildred Pierce:
You look down on me because I work for a living, don't you? You always have. Alright, I work. I cook food and sell it and make a profit on it. Which I might point out you're not too proud to share with me
Monte Beragon:
Yes, I take money from you, Mildred. But not enough to make me like kitchens or cooks. They smell of grease.
Mildred Pierce:
I don't notice you shrinking from a $50 bill because it happens to smell of grease.
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