Nicky: - Still the same Fanny.
Fanny: - You expecting Mrs. Roosevelt?
Nicky: - I was expecting Fanny. Hoping for Fanny. You know, Fanny, the only trouble
we had was money. That's not a problem now.
Fanny: - No problem for you or for your wife?
Nicky: - No problem for either of us. If I walk away, I walk away with a very large stake.
Fanny: - How you fixed for toothbrushes, kid? Oh, God! I remember that first time in Baltimore. When I went up to your hotel room. And I went into your bathroom. Jesus! You had seven toothbrushes. Seven. I guess one for every day in the week. And you had this big wooden bowl with soap in it. " By Appointment to His Majesty" it says on the bowl. Royal soap. And hanging on the door were these silk pajamas. Red, with... ...a monogram, real tiny, tiny. That small. Class. Boy, did I come out of that bathroom with personality.
I was all over the place... because I fell in love with those toothbrushes.
Nicky: - Still have seven toothbrushes, Fanny.
(They Kiss)
Fanny: - And all these years... I've been in love with nothing but a set of... goddamn toothbrushes. You have a daughter, you know. You haven't seen her in six years.
And you don't even think to ask about her. You ask about Mama, Mr. Rose... but you don't inquire about your own daughter, you son of a bitch.