Mr. Brooks

Marshall: What the fuck is this?! Fucking pigs liked to do it with the curtains open. You should have known that. This is a big mistake for you, Earl! Earl Brooks: Almost as if I wanted to get caught, eh, Marshall? Marshall: Well, don't fucking do that! I don't think either of us would enjoy spending the rest of our lives on death row, or a lethal injection! Earl Brooks: [closing the curtains] Yes, sir.

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Earl Brooks: You see that, Marshall? That's why I didn't want to do the dance couple. Marshall: Stop your fucking whining, Earl. You enjoyed doing that couple just as much as I did, and look at the bright side - he came to us. He didn't go to the cops. If he tries to shake us down, we kill him. Period. We make it fun, but we kill him! End of story.

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Earl Brooks: How did you find me, Mr. Smith? Mr. Smith: You're "Man of the Year", Mr. Brooks. [claps] Your picture's in the paper. And if it hadn't had been, I don't know. I don't know what I would've done. Earl Brooks: Lucky me. What is it that I can help you with? Mr. Smith: I've been watching that couple for months. Yeah, they like to make love with the blinds open. Sometimes I would take pictures; visual aids for later. It's a great way to get off, I'll tell you that. It was fun, I thought, until I saw you kill them. And I have never, ever, felt a... a... rush that like, ever! [lowers voice] I know you're the Thumbprint Killer. You've done this before. What I want... is for you to take me with you next time you kill someone. And I'd like that to be soon. Marshall: [sarcastically] And you were worried that this was going to be unpleasant? The answer is simple. Just tell Mr. Smith that you decided never to kill again, and he'll go away. Earl Brooks: You enjoy watching me suffer, don'

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Earl Brooks: [about Mr. Smith] Maybe I should drive over there and pick him up. Marshall: No, just honk. Maybe he'll get killed crossing the street. Save us the mess of doing it. Earl Brooks: Almost.

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Earl Brooks: [talking about Jane] Well, we were right. She was hiding something. Marshall: Pregnant's not all of it. She's hiding something, bigger. Something much bigger. Earl Brooks: You think so? Marshall: I know so... and so do you.

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Marshall: She did it, didn't she? Earl Brooks: Yeah. It'll take the cops a week to ten days to put their case together, and then... and then they will come back and arrest her. Marshall: What are you going to do? Earl Brooks: Oh, God. Oh, God. I was afraid of this since before she was born. She has... she has what I have. Marshall: Yes, she does. But you were always smart about it. She was stupid. She did it because she got off - okay, I understand. She's in it for fun - okay, I understand. But why didn't she think it through? A hatchet? And she left it there. Tracy Atwood: Atwood. Earl Brooks: Why are you a cop? Tracy Atwood: Who is this? Earl Brooks: You're rich, you have a good education. You could have gone into your father's business. Instead, you became successful on your own. Why? Tracy Atwood: If you don't tell me who you are, I'm going to hang up. Earl Brooks: You didn't really think your husband's killing was random, did you? And I certainly didn't have to give you Meeks. Tra

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