Raw Deal (1986)
Mark Kaminsky: He molested, murdered and mutilated her.
Mark Kaminsky: What do you think I look like, Dirty Harry?
Chief Harry Shannon: I think you look like an unhappy man.
Mark Kaminsky: Max, if you're the best there is, the wheel would never have been invented.
Mark Kaminsky: [Splashes red paint in a gambler's face having dragged him along a table] This is what you're going to look like dead!
[grabs gambler's head to face a mirror]
Monique: The only way you'll ever end up lying next to me, Max, is if we're run down by the same car.
Chief Harry Shannon: You remember my son Blair?
Mark Kaminsky: Yeah. We went to a few ball games together. He joined the bureau, didn't he?
Chief Harry Shannon: Yeah.
Mark Kaminsky: How is he?
Chief Harry Shannon: [pauses] Dead.
[Taking off Kaminski's shirt]
Monique: Oh... my... God!
Mark Kaminsky: You're under arrest.
Fake State Trooper: For what?
Mark Kaminsky: Impersonating a human being.
Mark Kaminsky: Because of you a lot of people are dead. And now it's your turn.
Max Keller: Get in my way again and I'll kill ya.
Mark Kaminsky: I hope your not your mother's only child.
Marvin Baxter: Look, I know with you its personal, but we're both after the same thing - justice. Right, Harry? Justice?
Chief Harry Shannon: Fuck justice!
Monique: When I want to make friends, I'll go to summer camp.
Luigi Patrovita: [Knocking on the door here at Patrovita's private home office] Come in.
[the door has opened to welcome someone as a guess]
Paulo Rocca: Joey Brenner, Luigi Patrovita.
Mark Kaminsky: My pleasure.
[Luigi is very impressive]
Mark Kaminsky: This must be when they mean by poetic justice.
Jogger: Hi. When was the last time you had a good piss?
Mark Kaminsky: He has good taste in jewelry. But you have bad taste in men.
Dangerous Man: [Holding an informant in front of a mirror] So you wanna be a witness? Witness This!
[shoots said informant in the head]
Elevator Operator: Good evening, sir.
Mark Kaminsky: Down.
Elevator Operator: There is no down.
Mark Kaminsky: Hey, I'm not a cop. I'm a player.
Luigi Patrovita: Mr. Rocca thinks you would make a worthwhile addition to our various endeavors.
Mark Kaminsky: I like to think so.
Luigi Patrovita: Oh, you're a thinker.
Mark Kaminsky: Sometimes. Not enough to get me into any trouble.
Luigi Patrovita: From what we know, you don't stay anyplace too long.
Mark Kaminsky: If you're not part of an organization that can protect you, moving around is the next best thing.
Paulo Rocca: He's looking for a home.
[Luigi get his lighter to light his cigar before smoking]
Luigi Patrovita: You kill anybody, Joey?
Mark Kaminsky: Yeah.
Luigi Patrovita: More than one?
Mark Kaminsky: Three. You want names and addresses?
[Luigi turns off his lighter and puts it down his desk and get up]
Luigi Patrovita: Smart, I like. Smart-ass, I don't. All right. Forget it. Go back to the party. I want to talk to Mr. Rocca.
Mark Kaminsky: Nice meeting you.
[Joey Brenner leaves the office and heads back to the party. Luigi is going to talk to Mr. Rocca private]
Luigi Patrovita: I don't know.
[But the door didn't closed tight enough, so Luigi closed the door]
Luigi Patrovita: You don't let him in too far, too fast. Give him a little time to impress us. If he doesn't, we'll use him for something dirty and dump him in the pit.
[Luigi grab and looking of the little girl in the photo]
Luigi Patrovita: Cute, huh?
Luigi Patrovita: What a doll.
Luigi Patrovita: How many got busted?
Paulo Rocca: Eight. Nobody pulled the trigger, they'll all make bail.
Martin Lamanski: It's costing us a lot of money to get together like this... because now my time is worth as much as yours.
Paulo Rocca: Worth more.
Martin Lamanski: Hmm?
Paulo Rocca: You got less of it.
Luigi Patrovita: I gave you the courtesy of this talk... because you worked for me a long time. Like I said, close down everything and get out... or one morning you are gonna wake up dead.
Martin Lamanski: Luigi, I got employees, obligations... There's plenty for both of us.
Luigi Patrovita: There's no "both of us." There's just me. You got 2 days.
Martin Lamanski: And then what? Back to work for you?
Luigi Patrovita: You don't work around here anymore for me... or anybody.
Luigi Patrovita: So what the hell are you doing for the money?
Marvin Baxter: Sticking my ass out.
Luigi Patrovita: Not far enough! Somebody got somebody inside. He's walking all over the place. He's even been to my house. He could be banging my wife, for crying out loud!
Marvin Baxter: He didn't get by me. I don't know how the hell he got there. What the hell's the difference? We got him, right?
Luigi Patrovita: Don't give me the "we" crap! Max turned him up on his own.
Marvin Baxter: What do you want? I can't tell you things I don't know about.
Luigi Patrovita: Well, what do you know about? You're telling me about this bureau creep... who's trying to take me apart in his spare time... because his kid got smacked when we took Marcellino. So what's the good news?
Marvin Baxter: I had a friend at the bureau check Harry Shannons case files. Whatever he's doing is unofficial. There aren't any records. If he were killed, there could be no direct connection to you.
Luigi Patrovita: Oh. That's the good news, huh? So who's gonna do it? You?
[Max Keller here smoking has just arrived at the funeral home]
Max Keller: Brenner.
Luigi Patrovita: Yeah.
Marvin Baxter: I think I'd better get going.
Luigi Patrovita: Yeah? Where? Canada? Mexico? You're not getting out of my sight until this is over and done. If you did some serious damage to my organization... I wanna know where I can lay my hands on you.