True Detective2014

Detective Rust Cohle:
[Sniffs]

Detective Marty Hart:
What?

Detective Rust Cohle:
You wash up, you got some p*ssy on ya.

Detective Marty Hart:
Key to a healthy marriage.

Detective Rust Cohle:
Oh, that's Maggie, uh?

Detective Marty Hart:
Hey! What's with your f***ing nose?

Detective Rust Cohle:
Nothing man, sorry, forget it.

Detective Marty Hart:
I get a connotation being implied here... about my wife?

Detective Rust Cohle:
Are you saying that's wife? that high tide you're walking in with?

Detective Marty Hart:
[Angrily slams Rust into a locker] You got some idea how my wife's p*ssy is supposed to smell?

Detective Rust Cohle:
No, I just meant you're wearing the same clothes as you did yesterday [slowly grabs Martin's wrists] coupled with the fact that I ain't stupid. Wasn't making no comment as to the particularity of the scent.

Detective Marty Hart:
You don't say f***-all about my wife... don't say her name!

Detective Rust Cohle:
You got some self loathing to do this morning, that's fine, but it ain't worth loosing your hands over.

Detective Marty Hart:
How would that work exactly?

Detective Rust Cohle:
I'd just apply a couple of pounds of pressure [tightens the grip on Martin's wrists] snap your wrists. You're senior detective, think I'm lying?