Katie Cox: You're so coarse.
Harry Pfarrer: Back of the car... not the rear entry situation...
CIA Officer: We'll... interface with the FBI on this dead body.
CIA Superior: No, no. God no. Burn the body. Get rid of it.
CIA Officer: OK.
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Harry Pfarrer: Well, hello!
Harry Pfarrer: Oh my fuck... I just killed a fucking spook!
Osbourne Cox: Give me the CD!
Chad Feldheimer: As soon as you give us the money, dickwad!
Linda Litzke: I'm really looking for a guy with a sense of humor.
Chad Feldheimer: That guy, wait, that guy wasn't bad.
Linda Litzke: Him?
Chad Feldheimer: No before.
Linda Litzke: Him?
Chad Feldheimer: Umm, he might not be a loser...
Linda Litzke: How can you tell?
Chad Feldheimer: That's a Brioni suit.
Linda Litzke: Yeah?
Chad Feldheimer: Shit yeah!
Linda Litzke: Does he look like he would have a sense of humor?
Chad Feldheimer: Looks like his optometrist has a sense of humor.
Chad Feldheimer: Osbourne Cox?
Osbourne Cox: Yes, this is Osbourne Cox, who the FUCK are YOU?
Chad Feldheimer: [on the phone] Osbourne Cox? I thought you might be worried... about the security... of your shit.
Osbourne Cox: I have a drinking problem? Fuck you, Peck, you're a Mormon. Compared to you we ALL have a drinking problem!
Krapotkin: This is Mr Krapotkin from the Russian embassy.
Linda Litzke: Mr Crapkin...
Krapotkin: PC or MAC?
What the fuck...?
Osbourne Cox
