RoboCop1987

Clarence Boddicker:
Hey, Dickey-boy, how's the tricks?

Dick Jones:
That thing is still alive.

Clarence Boddicker:
I don't know what you're talking about.

Dick Jones:
The police officer who arrested you, the one you spilled your guts to --

Clarence Boddicker:
Hey, take a look at my face, Dick! He was trying to kill me!

Dick Jones:
He's a cyborg, you idiot! He recorded every word you said. His memories are admissable as evidence. You involved me! You're gonna have to kill it.

Clarence Boddicker:
Well, listen, chief...your company built the f***ing thing! Now I gotta deal with it? I don't have time for this bullshit! [heads for the door]

Dick Jones:
Suit yourself, Clarence. But Delta City begins construction in two months. That means two million workers living in trailers. That means drugs. Gambling. Prostitution. [Boddicker stops, backtracks into the room.] Virgin territory for the man who knows how to open up new markets. One man could control it all, Clarence.

Clarence Boddicker:
Well, I guess we're gonna be friends after all… Richard.

[Jones tosses Boddicker RoboCop's tracker.]

Dick Jones:
Destroy it.

Clarence Boddicker:
Gonna need some major firepower. You got access to military weaponry?

Dick Jones:
We practically are the military.