Most scenes together: Jack Foley & Karen Sisco (5), Maurice "Snoopy" Miller & Jack Foley (2)
Buddy Bragg Here ma'am. Let me help you with these. Beautiful young lady like you shouldn't be carrying groceries. Let a man do that for you.
Now, I didn't ask you for help, so don't expect a tip.
Buddy Bragg Oh, that's okay ma'am. I'll just take your car.
Hey! Sign says "shut the **** up," or can't you fellas read? [points to a sign that says "Quiet Please"]
The **** you talkin' to man? You got a problem over there, Foley?
Yeah, I got a problem: this is the dumbest ****in' shakedown in the history of dumb shakedowns. Five hundred bucks for a pillow?
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If you're smart, Ripley, you'll tell this guy to **** off.
Richard Ripley Really?
Richard Ripley Well, I - I - I don't know.
First of all, if he kills you, then he's gonna get nothin'.
Well, uh, the man don't just have to die, Foley. I mean, he could accidentally hurt himself falling down on something real hard, you know. Like a shiv, or my dick.
Richard Ripley I'll pay. I'll pay it. Don't worry.
If he falls on anything, Snoop, then they're transfer his ass outta here faster than you can throw a fight, and you're still gonna get nothin'.
You know, last time I checked, man, this shit over here ain't got nothin' to do with you, Foley. Why don't you go outside man? Smoke a cigarette or some shit?
There's something I want you to know. I wasn't just looking for a ****, if that's what you're thinking.
Or, I was...
Why are you mad?
I was looking for some kinky thrill...you know, score with the bank robber. The way some women go for rough trade...
All right. Now I can say that I **** a U.S. Marshal. Do you think I will?
I don't know.
Mm-hmm. Come here. I know a guy...walks into a bank with a bottle, tells everybody it's nitroglycerin. He scores some cash off of the teller. On his way out, he drops the bottle. It cracks on the floor. He slips in it. He smacks up his head. They get him. The nitroglycerin was canola oil. I know more ****-up bank robbers than ones that know what they're doing. I doubt one in ten could tell you where the dye pack is. Most bank robbers are **** morons. For you to go to bed with one for kinky thrills, like you were saying, makes you as dumb as they are. Now, you are not dumb. Why would you think that? Why would you think that I would think that?
You're not dumb.
Well, I don't know about that. I mean, you can't do three falls and think you have much of a brain.
You sure are easy to talk to. I was thinkin', if we met under different circumstances...if you were in a bar and I came up and we started talkin'...I wonder what would happen.
Nothing.
If you didn't know who I was.
You'd probably tell me.
Just saying if we met under different circumstances...
You have got to be kidding.
How far do you want to go with this?
Not yet. Don't say anything yet.
I don't think it works if we're somebody else. I mean, Gary and Celeste, what do they know about anything?
Well, this is your game, I've never played before.
It's not a game. It's not something you play.
Well, does this make any sense to you?
It doesn't have to. It's something that happens. It's like seeing someone for the first time... like you could be passing on the street, and you look at each other and for a few seconds... there's this kind of a recognition... like you both know something. The next moment, the person's gone, and it's too late to do anything about it. And you always remember it, because it was there, and you let it go, and you think to yourself, "What if I had stopped? If I had said something?"
"What if, what if?" And it may only happen a few times in your life.
Or once.
Or once. [pause] How'd you find me?
Uh...Called your room from downstairs.
Oh. And if I had answered, what were you gonna say?
I would say who I was, and do you remember me, and want to meet for a drink?
If I remembered you. I came here looking for you. All right, so then I would have said yes, but for all you know, I could have had a SWAT team waiting for you... why would you trust me?
It'd be worth the risk.
You like taking risks.
So do you.
What were you going to do with me?
I hadn't really worked that part out yet. All I knew is that I liked you, and that I didn't wanna...leave you there on the side of the road and never see you again.
Then you waved to me in that elevator.
Yeah, I wasn't sure if you caught that.
I couldn't believe it.
By that time I had been...thinking about you a lot...and just wondering what it would be like if we met, if we could take a time-out.
I was thinking the same thing. I kept thinking, "What if we took a time-out?"
If we... just spent some time together.
You think I'll shoot you?
If you don't someone else will.
Put the gun down.
I'm not going back.
Jack please don't make me do this. Put the gun down.
No more timeouts.
Are you gonna go get him?
It's possible, why?
Well, I was thinking, you could have a nice time with him on the ride down - like picking up where your interlude or whatever you call it left off - and then you could throw him in the shit house!
You don't have an extra clip I can use, do you?
No, I don't.
You ain't never shot a gun before, have you?
Not until recently, no.
You nervous?
A little, yeah.
You know, in a situation like this, there's a high potentiality for the common mother****er to bitch out.
So I figure, why take a chance? [pulls the trigger]
Glenn, I know you are supposed to be cool and everything but you don't got to give me no tone of voice. You don't like what I'm saying, you just bounce the **** up out of this whip anywhere along up in here man.
Glenn Michaels OK, I think we are forgetting this is my whip. I brought you up here.
Shit, come on, Glenn, if I say this my car you know this my car, you just get yourself another one. If I say we in on this Ripley shit, we in on it, with or without your punk ass. If I say you gonna walk up in this house and do this mother****er, so I can see if you got any balls or not, guess what else you gonna do. Tighten up your panties, boy.
It was worse than you thought it would be, wasn't it? Yeah, you with the bad boys now, baby.
I've, uh, vertically integrated myself. You know, diversified and shit, and now I'm into the occasional grand larceny, home invasion... shit like that.
