Ray Quick

Who is this?

She's okay. She wants to meet you.

Ray

No, I don't think so. Put Trent on the line.

What did you say?

Ray

Trent. He's standing next to you. I want to talk to him. Put him on the line! [woman puts down her headset and Ray's voice booms inside the police surveillance room] Ned, can you hear me? Talk to me. Talk to me, Ned. Your playmates know what kind of man you are? Why the Agency fired you? That killing people was like jerking off for you? Watching those bloody bodies going though the air gets you off. [as Trent nudges an officer to run a trace] Talk to me. When you crawl into your hole at night alone... and you are alone, aren't you? Tell me what burns you the most. Losing your job as a CIA attack dog... or knowing that I turned you in and I'm still alive? Talk to me! You'll sell your service to the highest bidder! You stinking maggot!

Ned Trent

**** you, Ray! **** YOU!!! You killed! Your bombs! How many? 10, 50, 100, before you lost count? It was your bombs on the bridge in Bogota! Your bomb in the cabana! But you're getting sloppy, Ray. You broke your famous code, didn't you? You killed an innocent bystander, Ray and it's just is eating you up inside, isn't it? You were always too **** sensitive, but guess what? I'm coming Ray. I'm coming to take all the pain away. I'm gonna **** cut it right out of you, and I'm gonna close your heart in my hand. I'm right behind you and I know you. I know you!

Ray

You've got no mercy. You got no **** loyalty. And you got no code.

Ned

Listen to me, you son of a bitch-

Ray

All right Time's up, 58 seconds. [hangs up]

Ned

Ray? Ray! [tries recorder] Goddamn it! Son of a bitch! [pries out and throws down tape reel] I'll **** kill you! I'll vaporize your ass! [everybody in the room looks at him] What're you looking at? Turn around! Nobody... says a word. [to tech] Tell me that you got a trace. Just tell me.