Yeah. This is the guy that sell me the bad drugs. How you doin’?
He’s got coke and he’s got cash, in that safe, in that bedroom and if we leave here without it, man we’re fuckin’ idiots, man! We came here to motherfuckin’ do something and we can fucking do it, alright? Are you with me?
I am a star. I’m a star, I’m a star, I’m a star. I am a big, bright, shining star. That’s right.
I should have the word “property of MGM” tattooed on my backside.
Baby I’m a star!
Might not know it now
Baby but I r, I’m a star!
I’m a shining star in the firmament. It says so, right here.
Some places are like people: some shine and some don’t.
I’m just saying that that’s more than albino, Doug. That is spooky.
That sounds like something you ought to be telling your psychologist.
You want to talk about your situation here or what? You’ve been indicted for manslaughter first degree.
I didn’t kill my wife!
I don’t care.
But what about us?
My father was in the Secret Service, Mr. Manfrenjensenden, and I know perfectly well that you don’t keep the general public informed when you are debriefing KGB defectors in a safehouse.
Open the door and let me in.
Leave! Now! And never come back!
Stella!
Adrian!
KHAN!!!
Dr. Scott!