Trench: Oh, like I said. I'm busy anyway, so give this job to my friend here. He loves playing in the jungle. Right? Barney Ross: Right. Mr. Church: That's right. Trench: Hey, why don't we have dinner? Barney Ross: Sure. When? Trench: In a thousand years? Barney Ross: Too soon. Mr. Church: What's his fucking problem? Barney Ross: He wants to be president.
Trench has his say then turns to leave. Barney and Church discuss him as they watch him walk out.