Killer Elite

Mike Locken:
I just wanna get closer to George.

Mike Locken:
No, no, but, uh, wherever they are I know they'll be a lot happier.

Mike Locken:
No, hold, hold it Jerome. Jerome. Don't, uh, don't pull down on a cop.

Mike Locken:
Oh, are you crazy? Now you just made me an accessory.

Mike Locken:
Yeah I know, I wish Miller were in it.

Jerome Miller:
Forget it. He's no cop.

Mike Locken:
What d'ya mean he's no cop?

Jerome Miller:
Look at his gun. Tell me that's not a 9mm Star, and I'll kiss your ass.

Mike Locken:
And just from that you knew that?

Jerome Miller:
San Francisco Police Department packs regulation Smith & Wesson .38's. So....

Mike Locken:
Heh, heh. C'mon Jerome.

Mike Locken:
Oh, wait a minute. I, I understand it now. Y'see, he wants to go back to die on his own native soil. It's that salmon-up-the-river sh*t.

Tommie:
Shoot him!

Mike Locken:
He happens to have a gun at your head.

Tommie:
You wouldn't shoot an 18 year old girl. Would you?