I can't remember dreaming

Lindsay:

So what do you do Frank, that is when you're not shining your light upon the world? Frank:
I run marketing for J. D. Power and Assoc. Lindsay:
The 'Car of the Year' people? Frank:
No, That's a magazine. Lindsay:
I bought one of your 'Cars of the Year'. It was a piece of crap. Frank:
Again, a magazine. Common error. Lindsay:
Is that the career you dreamed of? Handing out awards by the fistful? Frank:
Hugely successful company, extremely well respected. Lindsay:
It's corporate brownnosing on a national scale. Frank:
International. And don't sleep on awards. Our country lives on self-congratulation. Lindsay:
Let me ask you this. Has there ever been a car that wasn't a J.D. Power and Assoc. car of the year? Frank:
We don't do 'Car of the Year'. That's a magazine. Lindsay:
I've seen those Lucite trophies. They're on every car commercial for every car, ever. Frank:
What do you do anyway? Lindsay:
I prosecute companies and institutions for culturally insensitive actions or speech. Frank:
You're the politically correct police. Lindsay:
No. Frank:
You parse what people say and do, and then accuse them of being racist or misogynist or otherwise horrible. You destroy lives and reputations for money. Lindsay:
[scoffs]
No. Frank:
Is that what you dreamed of ? A career of reverse fascism? Lindsay:
I can't remember dreaming