Trump: "I will say this. I was very impressed with the fight Frank put up. I especially like how he took his basic misunderstanding of the task and your place in it, and twisted that into an accusation that's going to stain your professional reputation for all time, simply because he thinks you're putting the target on him. I like that."
Frank: "... .Mmmmyou lost me."
Trump: "But I don't know that Frank has the sophistication for... You know, my world is a very complex world. You can do construction, but do you have the polish? For example, could you be trusted to make an ass of yourself in front of the entire world by bitching about Rosie O'Donnell, or hanging out with the World Wrestling Federation? Are you classy enough for that?"
Frank: "I am 100% as classy as you are, Mr. Trump. And I can make buildings."
Trump: "Your presentation kind of went south once you forgot to talk all nice."
Frank: "I am the best salesman in the world, and intrinsically charismatic, against all reason."
Trump: "Yeah, I know. It's fucked up. James?"
James: "Fire the person who created the theme she tried to tell you about eleven times in order to start the presentation, and you kept interrupting her and finally made her sit down."
Trump and Don: "Ha ha! What theme? She didn't tell us the theme."
Heidi: "World Class Amenities, pigfucker."