Cal Sweeney
& Sweeney: No emotion, kid. It’s how you gotta be. You can’t care about anyone or anything. Moment they see a soft spot, they got you by the short hairs.& Rebecca: I have to ask... how does someone who’s got two PhDs end up with a comic book store?
& Sweeney: You tossed my cell.
Tiller: Some people leave flowers. Others, a mint on a pillow. I toss cells. Occupational hazard.
& Dr. Beauregard: So what’s your specialty, Mrs. “Sin-gup-ee”?
Dr. Singupta: Dr. Singupta. In addition to my M.D., I have a post-doc in Clinical Psychology.
Dr. Beauregard: An M.D. too... well, well. My nose might come to bleeding in such rarefied air.
& Rebecca: You know what they didn’t have in the 1950s?..
Sweeney: Pull over now!
Rebecca: Seat belt laws!
& Rebecca: Four down and... A hell of a lot more to go.
& — Where are you taking me?
Warden James: To meet a friend... Your recent palace de coup has caught the eye of a certain subterranean visitant... Who desires to have a parley.
& Warden James: Your future just got a heck of a lot brighter, kid. Don’t be shy.
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