A woman gets involved in an impersonal affair with a man. She barely knows about his life, only about the sex games they play, so the relationship begins to get complicated.

Elizabeth: How did you know? How did you know I'd respond to you the way I have?
John: I saw myself in you.
John: Every time I see you, you're buying a chicken.
Elizabeth: Every time I see you, you're smiling at me.
Chinatown Shopper: [after Elizabeth asks to pack chickens] What...what are you going to do with them? Eat them.
Elizabeth: We are planning for the proper burial.
[laughs]
John: You work and you work and you work. You meet with people you don't like, that you don't know, that you don't even want to know. And you try to sell them things and they try to sell you things, you go home, you listen to the wife nag and the kids bitch. You turn off the T.V., you wake up the next day and you do it all over again. But I'll tell you, the only thing that keeps me going is this chick. I've got this incredible chick on the side you see, and she is so hot, I can hardly believe it. She's got one of those heart-shaped asses. Have you ever had a chick with a heart-shaped ass?