Slums of Beverly Hills1998

Eliot:
All right, we're close. I know this neighborhood. I do a lot of business up here.

Rita Abromowitz:
Really? What do you do?

Vivian:
He deals drugs.

Eliot:
Vivian! Will you mind not going around misrepresenting me like that? Jesus. I just don't want anyone to the get the wrong idea that I'm like some kind of school yard pusher.

Rita Abromowitz:
Oh, I don't mind. In fact, do you have anything for my nerves? You know, just laying around?

Rita Abromowitz:
Seconal, Demerol, Tuinal, Valium, Quaaludes, Percocet...

Vivian:
Rita!

Eliot:
Not my merchandise. I deal exclusively in pot.

Rita Abromowitz:
That sh*t makes me paranoid.