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Chuck:
You're not invited, Simo.

Louis Simo:
Were you?

Chuck:
We're working.

Louis Simo:
Why don't you lay off? Mister Harris!

Rick Harris:
Hello, Louis.

Louis Simo:
You come up from Palos Verdes just to see me?

Rick Harris:
I came here to celebrate my friends' anniversary. You've met Mister Mannix.

Louis Simo:
No. But we've got people in common. Ain't that right, Eddie?

Eddie Mannix:
I've got nothin' in common with you.

Louis Simo:
Bernice, the first missus. You like that car crash gimmick, huh?

Eddie Mannix:
Rick...

Louis Simo:
Riva Watson. She get all clingy? How'd it feel, pounding her face in? Happy times, huh, Ed?

Eddie Mannix:
Richard, please.

Louis Simo:
George Reeves...

Rick Harris:
That's enough, Louis.

Louis Simo:
Am I being indiscreet? Bad for business, huh?

Rick Harris:
Louis, your problems are your own.

Louis Simo:
Ricky, you cover for this prick?

Rick Harris:
Whatever you're pursuing here, whatever fantasy... you've constructed will not alter your past.

Louis Simo:
You had a bullet put in Reeves' head! He used the studio and the cops - [Chuck punches him in the stomach] You're gonna burn in hell, you sonofabitch!

Eddie Mannix:
Come here. You don't know me. You don't know what I think. What I do. I don't let you.

Louis Simo:
You're an old man, Eddie. Who's gonna wipe the blood off your hands?

Eddie Mannix:
My hands? I'm in the picture business.

Louis Simo:
No, you're a murderer.

Eddie Mannix:
Prove it. You hear me? Go on, I'm ready. Prove one f***in' thing.