Bob:
You can't just pout and decide you don't want to play anymore.
Maggie:
I never did mind about the little things.
Maggie:
Oh, I think she's saying, "Stick it in me twice a day, and I'll do anything for you. I'll lick the ground you walk on."
Maggie:
How about you kiss my ass right in the crack?
Victor:
I'm Victor. I'm the cleaner.
Bob:
He mentioned the word "bullet," and he mentioned the word "brain."
[
in disguise as Angela]
Maggie:
For Christ's sake, give me a fucking break and open ze stupid gate!
Angela:
Enough vis ze fucking tea already!
[
Bob is waiting for Maggie as she returns from an 'assignment']
Bob:
How are you?
Maggie:
I just blew up a hotel. How the hell do you think I am?
Bob:
[
picks up Maggie's album of Nina Simone] Can I take this?
J.P.:
Yeah... sure.
J.P.:
[
pause] You like Nina?
Bob:
[
after a while] Yeah. I love her.
J.P.:
[
pause] We'll miss her?
Bob:
[
gazes at the picture of Maggie on the wall] Yeah. We'll miss her.
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