Little Fish, Strange Pond

Mr. Jack:
You know what? Today was a great day.

Sweet Stephan:
It was a day.

Mr. Jack:
The perfect mix of intrigue, danger, tragedy, love, sex, violence and plain old American fun.

Sweet Stephan:
You're not from England, you know.

Dennis Rivers:
Sweet Stephen, are you evil?

Sweet Stephan:
Isn't everybody?

Dennis Rivers:
Look, he's a trigger happy cop and you're nothing but a pseudo-intellectual psychopath whose realities mean nothing to anyone but yourself and your dead sidekick.

Mr. Jack:
Just because a man is f***ing crazy doesn't make his opinion less f***ing valid.

Mr. Jack:
[last lines]

Sweet Stephan:
Hey, you're not from England you know.

Mr. Jack:
No, I'm not.

Norma:
Gee, if you're not Stephanie Sinclair, and I'm not Stephanie Sinclair, and this is Stephanie Sinclair's apartment, then what the f*** are we all doing here?

Sweet Stephan:
So, he-hey, do you know why Philly robbed the porno store or not?

Mr. Jack:
The answer is yes. And if you gave it some thought, you'd know too.

Sweet Stephan:
I don't like thinking, you just tell me.

Mr. Jack:
The answer is elementary my dear Stephen. Evil, begets evil.

Sweet Stephan:
And what the f*** is that supposed to mean?

Mr. Jack:
It means, that there is a logical, and natural force in the world. It preserves things spherically. Everything that goes around comes around. What goes up, must come down. You with me?

Sweet Stephan:
I'm with you so far.

Mr. Jack:
Good work and hard effort will undoubtedly reap reward. Do something good, something good will come from it. Right?

Sweet Stephan:
Right.

Mr. Jack:
Well, the opposite is true. Do something wicked, something wicked, this way comes.

Sweet Stephan:
Equate this to the f***ing porno store.

Mr. Jack:
Well, contrary to popular belief, the selling of sex in any form is wrong. I'm not saying I agree with it, but check your bible, they're not going for it.

Sweet Stephan:
Is-masturbation evil?

Mr. Jack:
According to my mother yes. Thank god she's dead.

Sweet Stephan:
So the very existence of the porno store-was conceived in evil.

Mr. Jack:
Wickedness, yes.

Sweet Stephan:
And Bucky had something coming to him because he satisfied my desire to see other people f***ing.

Mr. Jack:
Voyeurism, correct. Gentlemen! [to passerby]

Sweet Stephan:
So, Philly was sent in to even things out an eye for an eye-why would he get his head blown off by Tommy the cop?

Mr. Jack:
There are various levels, of evil. Selling porno in a crappy Los Angeles hellhole is not as evil as robbing that same place and shooting an innocent clerk. There's an unbalance there and the-forces of nature don't allow for that kind of thing.

Sweet Stephan:
So... Because the evil committed by Philly far outweighed the evil committed by Bucky, an arbitrator had to be brought in.

Mr. Jack:
An interloper.

Sweet Stephan:
Tommy the cop.

Mr. Jack:
Precisely.

Sweet Stephan:
And evil begets evil.

Mr. Jack:
By George, I think you've got it.

Sweet Stephan:
What makes you so sure he wouldn't-turn our lights out?

Mr. Jack:
You said it yourself in the porno store. Wasn't in his nature. Really Stephen. You don't give yourself enough credit.

Sweet Stephan:
I could've been wrong. You know? If that cop had come in two seconds later-.

Mr. Jack:
It was fate then.

Sweet Stephan:
Fate's what people believe in when it's the last choice they've got.

Mr. Jack:
Oh my, I disagree. I think fate had everything to do with it. It was fate that we were in the store to begin with. It was fate that there was a clerk behind the counter, and it was his fate to die today. I believe in fate as much as I believe in love.

Sweet Stephan:
I know you do. But that doesn't make a difference. You didn't know.

Mr. Jack:
Well I'll tell you this I go by two things, intuition, and assumption. Intuition tells me what to think and how to act. And assumption rules out the rest.

Sweet Stephan:
And you'd risk your life based on that line of sh*t?

Mr. Jack:
If we stop assuming, we'll lose something important. An assumption, is a leap of faith to believe that, something that we really want to believe is actually true. If we stop making assumptions, we might just lose our faith.

Sweet Stephan:
I was scared.

Mr. Jack:
And that's okay.

Sweet Stephan:
Uh, what if uh-my intuition tells me-that we're both gonna die-soon?

Mr. Jack:
Sweet Stephen, everything dies. The world is a circle, and everything dies.

Bucky:
Don't f*** around.

Bucky:
Okay, what do you want, and let's speak candidly here cause I have this credo, that I live by...

Philly:
Don't f*** around, friend!

Bucky:
Oh, give this man a cigar that's my motto! You want some dough the bakery's open.