Rex Harper: Laramie. I am going to destroy your life and eat your soul. And I can't wait to do it.
Rex Harper: Hey. I'll be out in a week. Just another great story for Rex Harper.
Detective Burton: Yeah, in a week you'll be somebody's wife. Let's go.
Wendell Stokes: The public wants raw and real and that's what we give 'em. Let me tell you something, my friends, we're the last of the real hunters.
Leonard Clark: [planting a hidden micro-camera and talking to it] Now that's it. Just do your stuff.
Zach Laramie: Why is Daddy on a magazine with a black thing covering his peepee?
Reporter: [after Harper's Arrest] Are you and Wendell lovers?
Smartass Paparazzi: Hey, packin' on a few POUNDS there, Laramie!
Bo Laramie: As a matter of fact, yes. Looks good on me doesn't it?
Smartass Paparazzi: [after a pause] Yeah!
[winks at Laramie and continues snapping]
[Laramie called Harper a parasite on TV]
Rex Harper: Here's your parasite right here.
[gives the TV the finger]
Leonard Clark: Nice legs. What time do they open?
Marcy: [angrily] Does that line usually WORK where you come from?
Leonard Clark: Yeah, once or twice.
Marcy: LEAVE! NOW!
[a few minutes later across the bar]
Wendell Stokes: What's she like?
Leonard Clark: She's a lesbian.
Rex Harper: Oh yeah. I'm going for a second opinion.
Kevin Rosner: [chuckles] God, you get a lot of lesbians.
[Rex has a videotape of Marcy having sex]
Rex Harper: You still think you're going to tell the police the truth about Laramie's accident, you'd BETTER THINK AGAIN! Not only will I broadcast this on every porno site on the internet, I'll make sure a copy ends up on your father's desk at the State Department.
Marcy: You wouldn't do that?
Rex Harper: Wouldn't I? That's not MY FACE you see on that screen. So go. GO to the police! SEE if I'm bluffing! Meanwhile, get out of my GODDAMN HOUSE! Get out of here!
[Harper and Stokes just came back from Laramie's house]
Wendell Stokes: So what do we do now?
Rex Harper: [with increasing anger] The whole idea of going IN THERE, Wendell, was to protect ourselves. If we were worried about Laramie coming after us before, we have GUARANTEED it now!
Wendell Stokes: Why don't we go to the police?
Rex Harper: [incensed and angrier] And tell them what? "We broke into his house. YOU *ATTACKED* HIS WIFE! And that WE would like some protection?" You are a moron, Wendell. You are an ABSOLUTE *MORON*!
Wendell Stokes: Hey, what the hell do you expect me to do? The bitch was all over me!
Rex Harper: *GO HOME*!