Hitch2005

Hitch:
[about Albert] That man would've sold his soul to make you happy!

Allegra:
So what does that make you? The Devil?

Hitch:
My job is not to deceive, Miss Cole. It's to create opportunities.

Allegra:
Like the boardroom.

Hitch:
Would you have noticed him otherwise?

Allegra:
Yes!

Hitch:
Really?

Allegra:
Eventually... maybe... how did you know all that stuff about me? Well, you really did your homework... like at boarding school, how everyone would tease me because I couldn't whistle, and telling him to dance like a buffoon knowing I can't dance either, then telling him to drop mustard on his shirt so I'd feel like less of a dork... that was all you... right?

Hitch:
No... hell, no!

Allegra:
That was him?

Hitch:
That's got Albert written all over it.

Allegra:
Did you put him up to the inhaler?

Hitch:
Stop it... he did not show you that?

Allegra:
He chucked it right before he kissed me.

Hitch:
So wait... that... that stuff worked for you?

Allegra:
It was adorable... what did you do?

Hitch:
Nothing... Absolutely nothing.