Burt Hadley: Oh shit. This is the wrong room. You're in 304 now. I'm sorry. I fucked up.
Leonard Shelby: This is not my room?
Burt Hadley: No, come on, let's go.
Leonard Shelby: Why is this my handwriting?
Burt Hadley: ...This was your room, but now you're in 304.
Leonard Shelby: When was I in here?
Burt Hadley: Last week. But then I rented you another room on top of it.
Leonard Shelby: Why?
Burt Hadley: Business is slow. I mean, I told my boss about the - your condition and stuff, and he said try and rent him another room.
Leonard Shelby: So how many rooms am I checked into in this shit-hole?
Burt Hadley: Just two, so far.
Leonard Shelby: Well, at least you're being honest about ripping me off.
Burt Hadley: Well, you're not gonna remember anyway.
Leonard Shelby: You don't have to be *that* honest, Burt.
Burt Hadley: Leonard, always get a receipt.
Leonard Shelby: That's good advice. I'll have to write that down.