You're not smarter, Walter ... you're just a little taller.

Doesn't it hurt, even just a little bit, when Phyllis tells Neff that she doesn't really love him, that

No, I never loved you, Walter, not you or anybody else. I'm rotten to the heart. I used you just as you said. That's all you ever meant to me.

Sure, she's got that sour puss, but didn't you kind of like her anyway?

Or maybe it's just the bangs. Or the lipstick evil.