The Game1997

Nicholas:
Lionel Fisher, I love your work.

Jim Feingold:
Okay, please. Look, I, uh... I got my kids.

Nicholas:
Get rid of them.

Jim Feingold:
All right, guys, uh, guys. Snack time. More snacks. Here, go, go, go. That's all. Uh... It was just a job. Nothing personal. You know. I mean, I play my part, improvise a little. I mean, it's what I'm good at...

Nicholas:
I need to talk to who's in charge.

Jim Feingold:
Nobody knows. I mean nobody gets a big picture... Hey, Tammy, Alex cut it out. Damn it, why do they do that?

Nicholas:
Your offices are empty. I need to find out where they are.

Jim Feingold:
Look, they own the whole building. They just move from floor to floor.

Nicholas:
And you work for them, right? You can get me in.

Jim Feingold:
No, I can't.

Nicholas:
Oh, yes, you can. You can tell them the police called. You got to speak to someone. You tell them I'm gonna blow the whistle on them.

Jim Feingold:
What whistle? There's no f***ing whistle. This is very dangerous. I don't think that you understand.

Nicholas:
Right now I am extremely dangerous.

Jim Feingold:
Michael, guys. Come on, we're leaving. [after driving] Well we're here.

Nicholas:
Drive in.

Jim Feingold:
What're you gonna do, anyway? You won't get your money back.

Nicholas:
I don't care about money. I'm pulling back the curtain. I wanna meet the wizard.