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Driver: [watching a cartoon] Is he a bad guy? Benicio: Yeah. Driver: How can you tell? Benicio: Because he's a shark. Driver: There's no good sharks?

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Bernie Rose: What do you got that the big professional race teams don't? Shannon: I got the driver. Bernie Rose: You just told me they had half a dozen drivers. Shannon: Not like this. This kid is special. I've been working with him for a while. I've never seen anything like it. If I had the money, I'd back him myself. Bernie Rose: Yeah, but you don't have the money. Shannon: Mr. Rose, you put this kid behind the wheel, there's nothing he can't do.

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Shannon: Kid, I want you to meet Mr. Bernie Rose! Bernie Rose: Nice to meet you. [Sticks out his hand to shake; Driver does not take it] Driver: My hands are a little dirty. Bernie Rose: So are mine.

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Nino: Take a fucking hike. I want to talk to my partner. [tense pause] I'm just fucking with you. How you doing, Shannon? How's the fucking leg? Shannon: [nervous] I paid my debt.

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Bearded Redneck: You're Shannon's buddy, right? We met last year. You drove me and my brother back from Palm Springs. We hired another wheelman. I spent six months in jail. My brother, he got himself killed. I got this sweet job coming up. Driver: How 'bout this. You shut your mouth or I'll kick your teeth down your throat and I'll shut it for you. Bearded Redneck: Nice seein' you again.

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Standard: Do you want to hear how mommy and me met? Standard: Yeah? Okay. We were at a party. And she was nineteen years old. Irene: Seventeen. Standard: You weren't seventeen. Irene: I was. Standard: Wow. So it was illegal. [Laughs] All right. So I illegally walked over to a seventeen year old girl. And I walk up and I say, "Hello, Miss. What is your name?" And she didn't say anything. And then I said, "Well my name is Standard Gabriel." Then what did you say? Irene: I said, "Where's the deluxe version?"

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Nino: Fuck you eating chink food in my fucking restaurant? Bernie Rose: What's a Jew doing running a pizzeria?

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Nino: You paid three-hundred fucking grand for this piece of shit? Bernie Rose: I paid for it - out of my own pocket. This is just the shell; it's the inside that counts, not the outside, right Shannon? Shannon: You are correct, sir. Nino: Fuck that shit; I pay three-hundred for something, I want everybody to fucking see it! Bernie Rose: Of course you do. Nino: [sees a collectible car] Now this... that is one motherfucking, fine-ass, pussy-mobile, motha-fucka'! Damn! Bernie Rose: Shannon, sell him the car. Shannon: He wouldn't be able to find pussy in a whore house... Shannon: [begins hobbling over to Nino] You know what? This car will even make you good-looking. Nino: I'm already good-looking, pal.

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Bernie Rose: I already gave you my advice! You should have taken the money and left the guy alone! Nino: It's not that simple, Bernie. Bernie Rose: No, of course not! Now that it's bounced up in your face! Cook: Nino, I owe you this guy. Just give me a little time and I'll get rid of him. Bernie Rose: Shut the fuck up. You fucking monkey. Nino: The money belongs to some half-ass wiseguy out of Philly. Now, I got tipped off, he was stashing a million bucks in a pawnshop, he was gonna invest it here in L.A., he was gonna set up a rival operation. Bernie Rose: So you stole from the East Coast Mob? Nino: No, I stole from some jumped-up punk, who was trying to step on our action. Bernie Rose: Yeah? Then why didn't you come to me before you set up this dummy robbery? [points at Cook] Before you hired this piece of shit? Nino: This was something off to the side, Bernie, I didn't want to involve you in this. Bernie Rose: Well I'm involved now! Let me tell you something; anybody, anybody, finds