Reservoir Dogs1992

Mr. White:
You better start talkin', a**hole! Cause we got sh*t we need to talk about. We're already freaked out, we need you actin' freaky like we need a f***in' bag on our hip.

Mr. Blonde:
[calmly] OK, let's talk.

Mr. White:
We think we got a rat in the house.

Mr. Pink:
I guarantee we got a rat in the house!

Mr. Blonde:
What makes you say that?

Mr. White:
Is that supposed to be funny?

Mr. Pink:
Look, we think this place ain't safe.

Mr. White:
This place just ain't secure anymore. We're leaving, you should go with us.

Mr. Blonde:
Nobody's going anywhere.

Mr. White:
[about Mr. Blonde] Piss on this f***ing turd! [To Mr. Pink] We're outta here.

Mr. Blonde:
Don't take another step, Mr. White.

Mr. White:
[screams] F*** you, maniac! It's your f***in' fault we're in this trouble!

Mr. Blonde:
[calmly to Mr. Pink] What's this guy's problem?

Mr. White:
What's my problem? Yeah, I gotta f***in' problem! I gotta big f***in' problem with any trigger-happy madman who almost gets me shot!

Mr. Blonde:
What the f*** are you talking about?

Mr. White:
That f***ing shooting spree in the store, remember?!

Mr. Blonde:
[shrugs] F*** 'em. They set off the alarm. They deserve what they got.

Mr. White:
You almost killed me! A**HOLE! If I had known what kind of guy you were, I never would've agreed to work with you.

Mr. Blonde:
Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite?

Mr. White:
What was that? I'm sorry, I didn't catch it. Would you repeat it?

Mr. Blonde:
Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite? [throws away his drink]

Mr. Pink:
Oh, Christ, hey, look, you two a**holes, calm the f*** down! Hey, come on, are we on a playground here, huh?! [pause] Am I the only professional?! You f***in' guys are acting like a bunch of f***in' n*ggers! You work with n*ggers, huh? Just like you two, always sayin' they're gonna kill each other.

Mr. White:
[to Mr. Pink] You said yourself you thought about taking him out!

Mr. Blonde:
[menacing] You f***in' said that?

Mr. Pink:
Yeah, I did, OK? I did. But that was then. Right now, this guy is the only one I completely trust. He's too f***in' homicidal to be workin' with the cops.

Mr. White:
You takin' his side?

Mr. Pink:
NO! F*** sides, man! What we need here is a little solidarity! Somebody's stickin' a red hot poker up our asses, and I wanna know whose name's on the handle! Now I know I'm no piece of sh*t... [referring to Mr. White] And I'm pretty sure you're OK... [referring to Mr. Blonde] And I'm f***in' positive you're on the level. So let's try and figure out who the bad guy is, alright?

Mr. Blonde:
[calming down, chuckling] Wow, that was really exciting. I bet you're a big Lee Marvin fan, aren't ya? Me too, I love that guy. My heart's beatin' so fast, I'm about to have a heart attack here.