Lucky Number Slevin

The Boss: They call him "the Fairy"... Slevin: Why do they call him "the Fairy"? The Boss: [impatiently] Because he's a fairy. Slevin: What, he's got wings, he can fly, he sprinkles magic dust all over the place? The Boss: [angrily] He's a homosexual.

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Sloe: The guy we lookin' for. His name is uh, his name is- Elvis: His name is Nick, man. Sloe: Nick, yeah. The cat's name is Nick. Now who, who are you? Slevin: I'm Slevin.(Sloe mutters the name confused for a minute) Sloe: You got some ID?(Short pause) Slevin: You see the funny thing about that is I got mugged this morning- Sloe: Hey! Tell it to the one-legged man, so he can bump it off down the road.

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Slevin: Who are you? The Boss: I'm The Boss. Slevin: I thought he was The Boss. The Boss: Why? Do we look alike?

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Slevin's Girlfriend: [after Slevin walks in on her cheating on him] This is an accident. Slevin: What, like... He tripped, you fell?

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Lindsey: How ironic. Slevin: I know, I don't even gamble. Lindsey: No. A mobster with a gay son. Now that's ironic.

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Sloe: The Boss wants to see you. Slevin: Who? Sloe: The Boss. Slevin: Who's the Boss? Sloe: The guy we work for. Sit Slevin: Look. I'm not the guy you're looking for. I don't live here. Sloe: Yeah well you look like the guy who lives here. Slevin: Man, you don't know what the guy who lives here looks like. Elvis: What he means to say is that you look like you live here. Sloe: Yeah, that's what I mean to say.

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