Williamson: How do you know I made it up?
Shelley Levene: Say what?
Williamson: How do you know I made it up?
Shelley Levene: Wha... what are you talking about?
Williamson: I told the customer his contract went to the bank.
Shelley Levene: It didn't?
Williamson: No, it didn't.
Shelley Levene: Don't fuck with me... Don't fuck with me! What are you saying?
Williamson: Well, I'm saying this Shell; usually I take the contracts to the bank. Last night I didn't. Last night I stayed home with my kids. One night in a year I left the contracts sitting on my desk, no one knew that but you. How did you know that? Do you wanna tell me or do you want to tell them?