Shannon's Deal (1989 TV Movie)
Dover: Carrying a controlled substance, my friend, and I don't care who it's for. Hope you got a good lawyer.
Lucy Acosta: I'm looking for the lawyer?
Jack Shannon: Look, uh, I'm just kinda moving in here, but the building's lousy with lawyers. They oughtta spray more often.
Lucy Acosta: They got my boyfriend in jail for something he didn't do.
Jack Shannon: You have any money?
Lucy Acosta: That's what all the other ones said.
Jack Shannon: Well, you put "boyfriend" and "jail" together in the same sentence like that, it's a pretty typical response.
Lucy Acosta: You guys are all just in it for the money!
Jack Shannon: Yeah, it's a national scandal.
Lucy Acosta: You're a good man.
Jack Shannon: No, but I'm a good lawyer. At least I used to be.
Jack Shannon: Now, listen, kid...you ever done anything big you got away with?
Chuy Vargas: Yeah, sure. Couple things, a few years back.
Jack Shannon: Well, if you do time, which is very likely, you just figure it's payback for some of those things you got away with. You sit in here thinking you got a raw deal, you get bitter. You turn into a hardcase, and you're no damn good to anybody.
Jack Shannon: My kid's gonna walk.
Records Clerk: Hmph! You new around here, ain't ya?
Jack Shannon: Been out of the game for a bit. I used to do corporate stuff.
Records Clerk: It's a different world down here, my friend. You should tread lightly for a while.
Jack Shannon: I'm on my tiptoes.
Gwen: Are you Mr. Shannon?
Jack Shannon: Yeah.
Gwen: My boyfriend's in really big trouble.
Jack Shannon: [to Lucy] This like a club you people belong to?
Lucy Acosta: Excuse me, do you have any money? I'm sorry, it's the first thing we have to find out.
Gwen: I have tons of money! That's not a problem.
Jack Shannon: Tons? Why don't you make yourself comfortable?
Scotty Powell: Oh, fantastic, my butt's on the line, and I get some washout.
Jack Shannon: Look, kid, keep your opinions to yourself. The people that hired you, was it because you were the world's greatest pilot?
Scotty Powell: I was the best they could get, under the circumstances.
Jack Shannon: Well, I'm the best you can get, under the circumstances.
Cox: You haven't been practicing law for quite a while, have you, Mr. Shannon?
Jack Shannon: I get the feeling you're one of those guys who already knows the answer to any question he asks.
Cox: I think you might be in over your head here.
Jack Shannon: You're right, I am. Look, Cox, I know how the world operates, and I'm not out to bust anybody's chops. But don't push me, okay?
Terry Lomax: I'm Terry Lomax. I'm a reporter.
Jack Shannon: I'll try not to hold that against you.
Jack Shannon: Right, Terry Lomax, Citywatch. I thought you were a guy. "Protochem is represented in the case by John F. Shannon of Coleman & Weiss. A slick and ruthless corporate shill, Mr. Shannon..."
Terry Lomax: You have a good memory.
Jack Shannon: You went on to say something about my wardrobe?
Terry Lomax: A while back; I don't remember the details.
Jack Shannon: Neither do hit-and-run drivers.
Neala: Can I see you argue in court sometime?
Jack Shannon: Aw, honey, this isn't like Perry Mason I'm doing. I'm just kinda starting from scratch again, trying to keep things low pressure.
Todd Spurrier: Jack...I didn't want to say anything in front of the little girl, but you know what, it's embarrassing you doing GP law. It's demeaning. Come on, landlord disputes, Punch and Judy leash law violations? You are working the five-and-dime, pal. Makes me sad to see.
Todd Spurrier: You're history, Jack, okay? It's over. But it's your life, am I right? Just do me a favor; don't get in my way. You tried that once before, and I think we both remember what happened. Have a nice day.
Wilmer Slade: Mr. Shannon?
Jack Shannon: What are you? FBI? CIA?
Wilmer Slade: I.O.U.
Wilmer Slade: I'm here to make certain that you honor some of your fiduciary responsibilities.
Jack Shannon: What, you get a dictionary for Christmas? Who sent you? Rodney?
Wilmer Slade: You owe Rodney money, too?
Jack Shannon: I owe everybody money.
Jack Shannon: Hey, I know you from somewhere.
Wilmer Slade: I don't recall ever making your acquaintance.
Jack Shannon: Berlitz open a school for button men? What's with the vocabulary?
Wilmer Slade: I'm trying to increase my word power, all right? I'm going to night school. Cut me some slack, Jack!
Wilmer Slade: I was instructed to inform you that if a substantial payment is not made, there could be dire consequences.
Jack Shannon: I might have the weight advantage on you, Wilmer.
Wilmer Slade: There could be weapons involved.
Jack Shannon: I see your point.
Wilmer Slade: Isn't there nobody you could get the five bills from?
Jack Shannon: I owe my daughter ten bucks for lunch yesterday. She's twelve years old.
Wilmer Slade: Oh, man, this is pathetic.
Jack Shannon: Dammit! Wanted to keep this small, right? No pressure, no big stakes. And she comes in here with that wad. I used to have five people under me just to do the legwork on this kind of thing. Now here I am, carrying my own bucket.
Jack Shannon: I just stopped liking who I was, that's all, who I'd been for fifteen years. I thought I was a big shot. Big money, big car, big house...I thought I held all the cards. I thought I could pick the winner every time, I thought I could smell it. But the whole thing was built on garbage. I treated my wife badly and I knew it and I didn't stop and one day she walked. She took my daughter with her. I started gambling big time; crazy stuff, long shot stuff. And when you start doing that, when you stop using your head, you're trying to talk to God. "Here's the car payment, God. Put it on the red. What do you think, winner or loser? Here's the house, God. It's all up to you. Just give the dice a little nudge if you believe in Jack Shannon." I turned into the kind of man I'd grown up hating. Making the big bucks and being made a partner wasn't enough to buy that off.
Lt. Menke: You probably heard some things about me.
Jack Shannon: What, that you've been known to do business? Hey, you're a legend in your own time.
Lt. Menke: I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't pass any of that on.
Jack Shannon: No problem.
Molly Temple: I got a straight flush, ten high. Ha, ha!
Jack Shannon: Oh, I had that beat.
Molly Temple: You didn't even look at your cards yet.
Jack Shannon: [turns his cards over] Oh, it's a royal flush, all spades.
Jack Shannon: Shannon's deal.
Molly Temple: You think I'm confident? It's like a tank full of piranhas over there. And those men would love to-
Jack Shannon: Hey, just...just lay a Mona Lisa on 'em. Act like you got their number. You'll have them eating out of your hand.
Molly Temple: I can do the law.
Jack Shannon: Sure you can. The law's the easy part.
Jack Shannon: What's the story on bail for my client? He's in for fencing, not for mass murder.
Todd Spurrier: I'm just trying to keep the garbage off the streets, Jack.
Jack Shannon: You're trying to run up a bunch of no-contest convictions to make your record look good.
Todd Spurrier: Yeah, right, fine! Have it your way! But Jack, just remember, you work the bottom of the barrel, you get squeezed from the top. You better get used to it.