Harve Presnell: Wade Gustafson
Carl Showalter : Who the fuck are you?
[Wade doesn't answer]
Carl Showalter : WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?
Wade Gustafson : I got your damn money. Now, where's my daughter?
Carl Showalter : I am through fuckin' around here! Drop that fuckin' briefcase!
Wade Gustafson : Where's my daughter?
Carl Showalter : Fuck you, man! Where's Jerry? I gave simple fuckin' instructions!
Wade Gustafson : Where's my damn daughter? No Jean, no money!
Carl Showalter : Drop that fuckin' money!
Wade Gustafson : No Jean, no money!
Carl Showalter : Is this a fuckin' joke here?
Wade Gustafson : [as he sinks to his knees and falls back] Aww, Jeez.
Carl Showalter : Happy now, asshole? What's with you people? Ya fuckin' imbeciles!
[as Carl reaches for the briefcase, Wade shoots him in the face]
Carl Showalter : Ah! You fuckin' shot me!
[Carl shoots Wade six more times, screams, then kicks the dead Wade twice]
Carl Showalter : You fuck!
Scotty Lundegaard : [finishing supper] May I be excused?
Jerry Lundegaard : Ya done, there?
Scotty Lundegaard : Yah. Can I go out?
Jean Lundegaard : Where ya goin'?
Scotty Lundegaard : Just to McDonalds.
Jerry Lundegaard : Be back at 9:30.
Wade Gustafson : He just ate - he didn't finish! He's goin' to McDonalds instead of finishin' here.
Jean Lundegaard : He sees his friends there. It's okay.
Wade Gustafson : It's okay, MAC-Donalds. Heh. Whaddya think they do there? They don't drink milkshakes, I assure you.
Jean Lundegaard : It's okay, Dad!
Wade Gustafson : I'm not talking about your damn word, Jerry.
Jean Lundegaard : [chopping vegetables] Hiya, hon! Welcome back! How was Fargo?
Jerry Lundegaard : Yah, real good now.
Jean Lundegaard : Dad's here.
[Jerry's mood changes as he hears this news]
Jerry Lundegaard : Is he stayin' for supper then?
Jean Lundegaard : I dunno... I think so. Dad?
Wade Gustafson : What?
Jean Lundegaard : [thick Minnesota accent] You stayin' for supperrrrr?
Wade Gustafson : Yah!
Wade Gustafson : What kind of finders fee are you looking for?
Jerry Lundegaard : Huh?
Stan Grossman : The financials are pretty through. The only thing we don't know is your fee.
Jerry Lundegaard : My fee? Wade, what the heck you talking about?
Wade Gustafson : Stan and I are okay. We gotta load in. But we never talked about your fee for bringing it to us.
Jerry Lundegaard : Wade, no. I was bringing you this deal for you to loan me the money to put in. It's my deal here, see?
Stan Grossman : Jerry, we thought you were bringing us an investment.
Jerry Lundegaard : Yah, right.
Stan Grossman : But you're saying that... what are you saying?
Wade Gustafson : You're saying that we put in all the money and you collect when it pays off?
[both Wade and Stan laugh]
Jerry Lundegaard : [getting nervous; stammering again] No... it's just... I'd pay you back the principle and interest. Heck, I'd go... one over prime.
Stan Grossman : We're not a bank, Jerry.
Wade Gustafson : If I wanted a bank interest loan on $750,000 I'd go to Midwest Federal and and talk to old Bill Deal.
Stan Grossman : Does he work at North Star now?
Jerry Lundegaard : No, no, it just... I... I don't need a finders fee. Finder's fee that's... what? Ten percent? Heck, that's not gonna do it for me. I need the principle!
Stan Grossman : Jerry, we're not going to just give you $750,000 of our money.
Wade Gustafson : What the heck were your thinking? If I am getting bank interest, I want complete security. Heck, FDIC. I don't see nothing like that here.
Jerry Lundegaard : [getting desperate] Yah, but... it's... I... just... I guarantee all your money back with interest when the deal starts paying. You have my word.
Wade Gustafson : I'm not talking about your damn word here, Jerry! What the hell were you thinking? Jesus! Look... I don't want to cut you out of the loop here. This here is a good deal. I assume that if you are not interested in getting a finders fee, you won't mind if we move on with the deal independently.
Wade Gustafson : No Jean, no money!