Face/Off

Sean Archer: Any word from the LAPD intelligence? If there IS such a thing? Loomis: Not yet, sir. Sean Archer: Of course not, because we're a covert anti-terrorist team that is so secret, that when we snap our fingers nothing happens! Sean Archer: [jams his pistol into Castor's neck] Give up, Castor! Your time's up! [beat] Castor Troy: [laughs as his pistol is jammed into Archer's neck] Well, you better hit me, Sean, 'cause you got only one bullet left! Sean Archer: So do you. [Troy stands up and the two point pistols at each other's heads] Castor Troy: Wow! We've got something in common! We both know our guns. Sean Archer: What we don't have in common is that I don't care if I live, and you do. Castor Troy: Sean, that hurts. You're not having any fun, are you, Sean? Why don't you come with us? Try terrorism-for-hire. We'll blow some shit up! It's more fun! Sean Archer: Shut the fuck up! Castor Troy: You watch your fucking mouth! I'm about to unleash the biblical plague "Hell-A" deserv

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Burke Hicks: What's the matter, pal? Dontcha remember the little people? [Archer turns and recognizes him] Sean Archer: Burke Hicks. Burke Hicks: Yes. Sean Archer: I bust... [catches himself] I believe Sean Archer busted you for stalking the UN Secretary General. Burke Hicks: Oh, no, Archer framed me. I had nothing to do with that. Word was you got wasted. [beat] Sean Archer: You want to see what "wasted" looks like, little man?

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If you get out of here.

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Archer! [Castor turns to Lazarro] You made a deal with Pollux Troy. That isn't like you. Fresh? Let me tell you my fresh tactic: from now on, everything to do with this case goes through me, you understood?

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Wanda: You turned your beeper off. Wanda: Well, here's some poetic justice, sir: Castor Troy is dead. Buzz: He got killed while trying to escape Erewhon. [Castor turns to them] Wanda: It hasn't been recovered yet. Wanda: Even if he is alive, Castor isn't stupid enough to come back to this city!

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Aldo: So, once we kidnap supercop, then what? [beat] Sean Archer: Tiny... surgery. l'd like to take his- his face- off. [Makes a gesture like taking off his own face] Yes. Now, if you'll excuse me, l have to use the little boys wee-wee room. Dietrich: Cas. You wanna take his face-- Sean Archer: Yes. His face - off! [Makes manipulations with his fingers at Dietrich's face] Eyes. Nose. Skin. lt's coming - off. [Pretends taking off his own face again] Dietrich: [Reflectively makes a similar gesture] The face... off. [Archer collapses on a bed in another room] No more drugs for that man.

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