Darkman III: Die Darkman Die

Johnny Lee:
I don't get it, Rooker. Your organization handles coke, weed, crank. But you - you show up to supervise a two-bit shipment of steroids.

Peter Rooker:
I'm not into drugs.

Johnny Lee:
[chuckling] What the f*** do you call this sh*t?

Peter Rooker:
Strength.

[Nico finds a discrepancy in the drug supply]

Nico:
Ah, Peter. The light should have turned this as blue as a bruise. Sh*t's been cut.

Peter Rooker:
[to Johnny] Are you shorting me?

Johnny Lee:
F***. It ain't happening on my end.

Peter Rooker:
Of course it's not. How long have we been doing business? Four, five years?

Johnny Lee:
At least four.

Peter Rooker:
We've had drinks together, swapped dirty jokes.

[one of Rooker's men shoots and kills two of Johnny's bodyguards]

Peter Rooker:
Did you really think you could cheat me, Johnny?

Johnny Lee:
Like the tast of that, Rooker? I pissed in it.

[Rooker shoots Johnny to death]