"Listen, Sherman. Do you think she honestly cares whether you're a gentleman or anything else at this point? Do you think she's gonna voluntarily Jeopardize her interests to help you out? She don't even tawk to you, f'r Chrissake."

"I don't know."

"I do know. You don't get the picture yet? She married Ruskin, f'r Chrissake, and whaddaya think she felt for him? I bet she studied the actuarial tables. Awright? I bet you she actually studied the fucking actuarial tables."