The Firm

Mitch:
Anything I can do for you?

Ray:
Sure. Get me out of here.

Mitch:
Where to?

Ray:
Anywhere I can see a whole lot of sky. I get through the days, I even eat the food. It's amazing how much you miss the sky.

Tammy:
You got the account number, you know how to access it? Mitch has verified that the money is there, $750,000.00.

Ray:
I love your crooked little mouth.

Tammy:
[surprised laugh] Well, it's not my best feature.

Ray:
Wow. Well, what is?

Wayne:
How about you get down on your knees and kiss my ass for not indicting you as a co-conspirator right now, you chickenshit little Harvard cocksucker?

Mitch:
I haven't done anything, and you know it!

Wayne:
Who gives a f***? I'm a federal agent! You know what that means, you lowlife motherf***er? It means you've got no rights, your life is mine! I could kick your teeth down your throat and yank them out your a**hole, and I'm not even violating your civil rights!

Mitch:
You want to know something funny? I discovered the law again. You actually made me think about it. I managed to go through three years of law school without doing that.

Mitch:
Let me get this straight: you want me to steal files from the firm, turn them over to the FBI, send my colleagues to jail...

Wayne:
They roped you into this.

Mitch:
Breach attorney-client privilege, thus getting myself disbarred for life, then testify in open court against the Mafia...

Wayne:
Well, unfortunately, Mitch...

Mitch:
Let me ask you something: are you out of your f***ing mind?

Avery:
Abby, the girl on the beach was a setup. They do things like that, in case the other enticements don't work.

Abby:
What are they going to do to you?

Avery:
Whatever it is, they did it a long time ago.

I get paid to be suspicious when there’s nothing to be suspicious about…