Red

ROTHKO: Do you aspire?
KEN: Yes.
ROTHKO: To what? To what do you aspire?
KEN: I want to be a painter so I guess I aspire to…painting.
ROTHKO: Then those clothes won’t do. We work here. Hang up your jacket outside. I appreciate you put on your Sunday clothes to impress me, it’s poignant really, touches me, but it’s ridiculous. We work hard here; this isn’t a goddamn Old World salon with tea cakes and lemonade. Go hang up your jacket outside.