High Heels and Low Lifes

Shannon:
Wait. I just thought of something.

Frances:
What?

Shannon:
You're a woman.

Frances:
...Yeah.

Shannon:
Guys like that won't take orders from women. They just pulled off a multi-million pound bank robbery and some woman rings them up asking for 300,000 pounds? I don't think they're gonna take you seriously.

Frances:
It's the 21st century. Women are doing every kind of job. We can do extortion.

Shannon:
What are you trying to do? Raise their consciousness or get the money?

Frances:
Ideally, both.

Frances:
I looked it up in the book, under 'D' for d*ckhead.

Frances:
300 grand or the cops'll be on ya like a ton of... cops...

Shannon:
Bricks.

Frances:
...bricks.

Frances:
Listen Danny. We know ya done that bank job... We want 300 grand or... or what? Or I don't get my Mercedes?

Frances:
We'll have them bury it in the sand pit.

Shannon:
No sand. Got stolen.

Frances:
Someone stole the sand? That is just sick.

Frances:
What are you doing? You're supposed to be the good cop.

Shannon:
Well I'd like to be the bad cop.

Frances:
There can't be two bad cops, it doesn't work.

Frances:
How about a punch in the mouth?