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: You really meant it, didn't you? What you said? Oz
: About loving you? Of course! What did you think this was all about? Cynthia
] Sex. I mean, GREAT sex... Oz
] It was pretty good... is that all this has meant to you? Cynthia
: Don't get me wrong, Oz. I like you a lot... Oz
: Well, that's great to hear, but I've got news for you. I don't generally go around risking my life for people who just like me.
: Promise me something. Oz
: Anything. Cynthia
: You'll go slow. I haven't made love in five years. Oz
: Neither have I. I've been married.
: Have you vomited recently? Oz
: A minute ago. I was just gonna brush my teeth. Cynthia
: I'll wait.
: Expecting a call? Cynthia
: Explain to me how that's any of your business.
: I swear, I am not gonna let anybody kill you. Cynthia
: Under the circumstances, I think that's probably the most romantic thing anyone's ever said to me. Oz
: But he knows I don't want to be married to him anymore, and like I said, he doesn't believe in divorce. Oz
: But murder he's okay with.? Cynthia
: It's what he does.
: All right, maybe he won't come after us. Maybe he'll just let us go.
[Cynthia just looks at him
: All right, maybe I can talk with him, reason with him. I mean, we're friends now, right? Cynthia
: That's what Harry Lefkowitz thought. Oz
: What happened to Harry Lefkowitz?
[Cynthia just looks at him
: I don't want to know what happened to Harry Lefkowitz.
[at the bank, Jill proposes double-crossing Jimmy, splitting the money, and running
] Jill St. Claire
: What do you think? Cynthia
: I think... I know, that if we did, Jimmy would kill Oz. Jill St. Claire
: So what? Think about it, Cynthia. We're talking about five million dollars each, here. Cynthia
] The thing is... I think I love him. Jill St. Claire
: You think? Sweetheart, for five million dollars, you'd better be damn sure! Cynthia
] I am. I'm sorry, but... I love him. Jill St. Claire
: You do? Cynthia
] Yeah. Jill St. Claire
: [grins back
] That's the right answer.
Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: Who sent you? Buttercup Scout
: Buttercup Scouts of America. Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: Bullshit. What troop are you with? Buttercup Scout
: What? Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: You heard me. What's your den mother's name? Buttercup Scout
: Carol? Cynthia
: Jesus, Oz! What the hell are you doing? She's a Buttercup Scout. Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: I'm not buying this Buttercup Scout routine, and besides, I think there's something in her hands. Cynthia
: Cookies. Minty Thins. This is Ellen Wasserstrom's daughter. I told her mother I would buy cookies from her. Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
] Buttercup Scout
: Putz. Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: I heard that. Buttercup Scout
: I swear to God, Oz. If you look at that monitor one more time... Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: I'll be taking cold showers for the rest of my life? Cynthia
: For starters.
[Oz turns off monitor
: You're afraid of everything, Oz. Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: That is so not true.
[hears balloons pop and ducks under table
: How the hell do you know where my husband is? Lazlo
: That was simple: LuJack. Cynthia
: Lujack? Lazlo
: In the Poosche. Strabo
: No, Papa. Its... uh... You say LoJack.
[looks at Cynthia
: See? LoJack. Lazlo
: I didn't quite hear. Strabo
: Oh. LoJack.
[Lazlo slaps Strabo
: Don't correct me. Don't ever correct me. Do you like getting hit, is that it? You're a freak who enjoys pain? Strabo
: Of course not.
[Jimmy, Oz, and Cynthia, are Lazlo's prisoners; Jill, outside, has Lazlo's son hostage
] Where's my son? Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: All right, that's it! Cynthia
: Oz... Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: No, I've had enough!
] Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: If you ever want to see your son again, you'll let us go right now. Lazlo
: Is that right? Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: Yeah, that's right! And if we're not out of here by eleven o'clock, Jill's gonna put one in Strabo's forehead. Just like Jimmy put one in Janni's forehead. Oh... it wasn't pretty. Lazlo
] Give me a gun. Jimmy Tudeski
] Not bad, Oz. Nicholas 'Oz' Oseransky
: [Jill points a gun at him
] You don't have the balls. Jill
: Ha. This coming from a guy who rarely gets it up. Cynthia
: That's funny. He never had that problem with me.