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: Look, I'm sorry. Rick Santoro
: Who gives a shit if you're sorry? Julia
: What are you mad at me for? Rick Santoro
: Because I didn't have to know! You decided to have this problem, not me! My world would've gone on turning just fine, but now, either way I look, I have to do something that I don't wanna do. Do you I understand, I do not wanna do this!
: Who the hell do you think you are, lady? Sticking your nose in where it doesn't belong. You were a number cruncher. Just crunch the goddamn numbers.
: I'm betting that the redhead you followed is the same person who told Tyler to throw the fight. She's one. Shooter's two. Tyler's three. The drunk who shouted the signal is four and whoever was on the other end of that radio is five. Five people make a conspiracy, right?
: It isn't lying! You just tell them what you did right, and you leave out the rest!
Commander Kevin Dunne
: How's Angela? 'Ricky' Santoro
: Fat, fabulous, fantastic - I love her. Commander Kevin Dunne
: How's the other one - what's her name? Candy? 'Ricky' Santoro
: Oh, Monique? Skinny, mean, expensive - I *LOVE* her!
[Points at the bodyguard's hand on his arm
] 'Ricky' Santoro
: See where your hand is? That's a felony.
: This is fight night and I am the king.
: Well, fuck you.
: You know they say, back two, three hundred years ago, pirates put phony lighthouses right out by those big rocks, right out there. Ships would set a course by the lights, crash on the rocks; then everybody'd go out and rob 'em blind. Only one thing's changed since then: lights are brighter.
: I was three feet away from a known terrorist, and I had my eyes buried in some broad's tits. Rick Santoro
: Well, Kevin, this may not make you feel better, but don't you see? That's what she was there for. That was the plan. To give you a boner. And you got one. Congratulations, you're human.