You got any ideas how you wanna wax this guy?
Can't you just say "kill"? You always gotta romanticize it.
Most scenes together: Martin Blank & Debi Newberry (8), Martin Blank & Paul (4), Martin Blank & Marcella (4)
You got any ideas how you wanna wax this guy?
Can't you just say "kill"? You always gotta romanticize it.
You wanna do some blow?
So, is there a Mrs. Mysterio?
No, but I have a cat.
It's not the same thing.
Well, you don't know my cat. It's very demanding.
It? You don't know if it's a boy or a girl?
I respect its privacy.
You know what you need?
What?
Shakabuku.
You wanna tell me what that means?
It's a swift, spiritual kick to the head that alters your reality forever.
Oh, that'd be good. I think.
You're a psychopath!
No, no, no -- a psychopath kills for no reason. I kill for money. It's a job. Uh... that didn't sound right.
I do divorce mainly, some property, some personal injury.
Those all seem kinda related.
Don't hang up! Wait! Did you read yesterday's offer?
Hold on a minute.
It's in French. It's a Greenpeace boat. It'd be so easy.
No way! I have scruples.
You know, when you started getting invited to your ten year high school reunion, time is catching up.
Are you talking about a sense of my own mortality or a fear of death?
Well, I never really thought about it quite like that.
Did you go to yours?
Yes, I did. It was as if everyone swelled.
You don't need to answer right now, but Debi, will you marry me?
You got my blessing!
Debi's house.
Kinda crept up on you, didn't it?
No, you drove us here.
Don't you think that maybe you're just upset because I told you what I do for a living, and you got upset and you're letting it interfere with our dynamic?
Whoa. Martin. You didn't tell me what you did for a living...
Yes, I did!
You didn't tell me what you did for a living for four sessions. Then you told me. And I said, "I don't want to work with you any more." And yet, you come back each week at the same time. That's a difficulty for me. On top of that, if you've committed a crime or you're thinking about committing a crime, I have to tell the authorities.
I know the law, okay? But I don't want to be withholding; I'm very serious about this process. [pause] And I know where you live.
Oh, now see? That wasn't a nice thing to say; that wasn't designed to make me feel good. That's a... kind of a... not too subtle intimidation, and I, uh, get filled with anxiety when you talk about something like that.
Come on, come on. I was just kidding, all right? The thought never crossed my mind.
You did think of it, Martin! You thought it, and then you said it. And now, I'm left with the aftermath of that, thinking I gotta be creative in a really interesting way or Martin's gonna blow my brains out! You're holding me hostage. That's not right.
I'm a professional killer.
Do you have to do post-graduate work for that, or can you just jump right in?
You must have done some naughty shit there, Bart! There's a contract out on your life. I should know, I was hired to kill you. But I'm not going to do it. It's either because I'm in love with your daughter, or I have a newfound respect for life.
That punk is either in love with that guy's daughter, or he has a newfound respect for life!
Whole grain pancakes and an egg-white omelette, please.
What would you like in your omelette?
Nothing in the omelette. Nothing at all.
Well, that's not technically an omelette.
Well, I don't want to get into a semantic argument about it, I just want the protein, all right?
Why are you so interested in me going to my high school reunion?
I just find it amusing that you came from somewhere.
Did you go to yours?
Yes, I did. It was just as if everybody had swelled.