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: Fuck. Shit. Jesus. Mr. Goodkat
: 'Fuck, Shit, Jesus' is right.
: [his first lines
] There was a time. Nick
: [groggily looks at his watch
] 4:35. Mr. Goodkat
: You misunderstood. I wasn't asking for the time, I was just saying... there was a time. Nick
: There was a time? Mr. Goodkat
: Mmm-hmm. Take Brown Sugar back there, for example. She's pretty fuckin' foxy, right?
[indicates old lady asleep in next row of seats
] She's 70. Mr. Goodkat
: If she's a day. But there was a time.
: [on phone
] Slevin, do you know what time it is? Slevin
: Yeah, I'm at the airport. Are you sure you want me to come out? Nick
: Yeah, just think... two weeks in New York and the only Kelly you'll remember is the Kelly who gave you your first hand job on the bus on the way up to summer camp. Slevin
: Kelly Perkins. She told me that her hands were dry and that she needed... Nick
: She said that to a lot of guys. That's why we called her Jerkins Perkins. Just call me when you land, all right?
: The reason I'm in town, in case you're wondering, is because of a Kansas City Shuffle. Nick
: What's a Kansas City Shuffle? Mr. Goodkat
: A Kansas City Shuffle is when everybody looks right, you go left. Nick
: Never heard of it. Mr. Goodkat
: It's not something people hear about. Falls on deaf ears mostly. This particular one has been over twenty years in the making. Nick
: Twenty years, huh? Mr. Goodkat
: No small matter. Requires a lot of planning. Involves a lot of people. People connected only by the slightest of events. Like whispers in the night, in that place that never forgets, even when those people do. It starts with a horse.