Sydney: You want me to spy on my client?
Calder Michaels: I want you to serve your country. When are you seeing Mashkov again?
Sydney: I don't know.
Calder Michaels: Would it be possible to schedule a date with him without raising suspicion?
Sydney: A few weeks ago, you were scolding me for dating Mashkov.
Calder Michaels: Yeah.
Sydney: Now you wanna know when I'll be seeing him again?
Calder Michaels: [holds up his hands] You're right, I apologize for that. You were in a bind, I helped out, and I used that opportunity to lecture you. It was wrong, and I am sorry.
Sydney: [skeptical] You're sorry?
[nods]
Calder Michaels: But if I was hard on you, Sydney, it is only be...
[shakes his head]
Calder Michaels: Can I call you Stephanie? I know that's your real name, so it feels strange calling you Sydney now. Okay? If I was hard on you, it's only because I see a lot of myself in you. You want people to believe that you're an island, completely self-sufficient. But underneath, I know that you're looking for more meaning out of your life.
Sydney: Really?
Calder Michaels: Yeah.
Sydney: [taunting] You got all that from screwing me?
[gets up]
Sydney: Mashkov's in town. We've got a date set for tomorrow.
Calder Michaels: I thought you just sat there and said that you didn't know...
Sydney: And if you want my help, you're gonna have to pay for it. I'm a working girl, I have my price.
Calder Michaels: How much?
Sydney: My going rate. Multiplied by ten.
Calder Michaels: Why so much?
Sydney: Consider it... a risk precaution. If I'm discovered spying on my client, it would be bad for business.
Calder Michaels: If you're discovered spying on Mashkov, there are a lot bigger risks than that. You should know that going in.
Calder Michaels: Are you negotiating against yourself? 'Cause we can make it twenty.
[shakes her head]