We rednecks are few… college paleface students are many. I counsel peace.
You’re not a wartime consigliere, Tom. Things could get rough with the move we’re making.
The Almighty tells me he can get me out of this mess, but he’s pretty sure you’re fucked.
May I see your rental agreement?
There is a moment of sheer panic when I realize that Paul’s apartment overlooks the park… and is obviously more expensive than mine.
Hey, have you seen Paul’s grandfather?
Of course. He’s concealed about my person.
Only cops talk that way.
Exactly. You’re nobody. You signed the papers, remember? Now we’re the only two people on the face of this earth that even know you’re a cop. How about we just erase your file, huh? How 'bout that? How about we erase your file and then bang, you’re just another soldier for Costello open to arrest for I don’t know how many felonies. Huh? What do you say we do that, Captain?
Hey, Abbott!
We gotta show people that nobody can get away with this; Not a priest, or a cardinal or a freaking pope!
No one ever gets away from Oil Can Harry!
“Let’s get Harry and pop him in.”
“With hasty reverence.”
Harry, sometimes you’ve just gotta wonder if there’s any real difference between you and I. I mean, I can be pretty hairy too, you know.
The newslady’s turned into a werewolf!
The full moon is rising; would you rather I remained out here with you?
Mama, Oh Mama, That moon is here again,
That boy is near again, and I’m so alone.
What knockers!
Is this some kind of bust?
It’s a fair cop.