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"Maybe it's the score they were onto."
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"The place, not us. Because it's been hit a couple of times, you know."
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"Assume they got our phones, assume they got our houses..."
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"...assume they got us right here, right now as we sit."
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"Everything. Assume it all."
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"How we gonna buy the bank package from Kelso?"
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"- I'll front that. That's not a problem. - What happens to Van Zant?"
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"With the heat we got, do you wanna play World War II in the streets with Van Zant?"
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"No, I want my 750. And he gets a pass?"
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"I got more motivation to whack Van Zant than either of you. He is a fucking luxury."
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"Our problem is, take the bank or split right now?"
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"Do not go home, do not pack, nothing."
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"Thirty seconds flat from now, we are gone on our separate ways."
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"That's it."
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"Chris."
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"The bank is won'th the risk."
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"I need it, brother."
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"We should stay and take it down. That's where I come out."
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"I roll with you, Neil. Whatever. Whatever."
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"No, not on this one, Michael. On this one, you're on your own."
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"You figure this is the best thing to do?"
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"This is the best thing to do?"
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"I got plans. I'm going away after. So for me the reward is maybe won'th the stretch."
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"But Elaine takes good care of you. You got plenty put away."
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"You got T-bonds, real estate."
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"If I were you, I would be smart. I would cut loose of this."
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"Well, you know, for me, the action is the juice."
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"I'm in."
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"- You too? - Yeah, sure."
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"- Ha-ha-ha. - Let's go."
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"Fuck them, let's do it."
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"All right, let's go. We got a lot of work to do."
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"- You can't go in there. - Watch this."
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"- Excuse me... - Tim, I gotta call you back."
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"You have to have an appointment."
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"- Can I help you? - Are you Alan Marciano?"
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"- Yeah, and who the fuck are you? - Who am I?"
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"- Ow! Hey. Hey. - Lieutenant Vincent Hanna, L.A.P.D."
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"L.A.? This is Las Vegas. You don't even have jurisdiction here."
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"Hey. Hey, I don't know who the fuck you guys think you're pushing around..."
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"- ...but I know people here, okay? - Las Vegas P.D. Takes you into custody."
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"You are extradited to Newark on a New Jersey warrant..."
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"...for smuggling cigarettes up from North Carolina three years ago..."
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"...or you go to work for us."
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"Cut and dried."
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"- That is it. - Oh, shit."
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"Charlene Shiherlis."
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"- Who? - Who?"
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"Who? What are you, a fucking owl?"
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"The lady you been talking dirty to on the telephone every day last week."
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"Yeah, you know what? You can't tie me to her."
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"Who needs to? Your ass is on a plane back to New Jersey, jack off."
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"Oh, man, I just... Why did I get mixed up with that bitch?"
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"Because she got a great ass!"
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"And you got your head all the way up it."
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"Jesus."
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"When I think of asses, a womars ass..."
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"...something comes out of me."
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"- So? - So no big thing."
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"All I want is her husband and his whole fucking crew."
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"Now, you're gonna work with Sergeant Drucker here."
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"- San Clemente Road and Hermosa. - Uh-huh."
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"That's where we cut through the fence. That's the access."
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"Right."
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"The security systems around here are a joke."
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"St. Vincent Thomas Bridge, that's Escape Route Number 1."
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"Number 2, over here, Anaheim to the 110."
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"- Good. - Okay?"
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"- Yeah. That's fine. - Got it? Good. Let's go."
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"They were looking back..."
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"...in this direction."
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"A container facility?"
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"- For a can'tage theft? - Too visible. Too lowball for them."
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"Next door's an oil refinery, over there's a scrap yard."
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"Refinery only pays by check. No cash around."
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"Same for the scrap yard."
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"Maybe they're stealing hubcaps."
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"A refinery and a scrap yard."
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"- What the hell is going on? - That's what we're trying to figure out."
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"We thought we had it."
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"Thought we had it."
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"I got an idea of what they were looking at."
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"- You wanna know what they're looking at? - What?"
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"I mean, is this guy something, or is he something?"
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"This crew is good."
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"You know what they were looking at?"
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"What?"
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"Us."
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"The L.A.P.D."
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"The police department."
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"We just got made."
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"Yeah."
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"Okay."
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"Okay, motherfucker!"
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"Kelso come through?"
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"Yeah, you can build a bank with these."
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"Name is Hanna. First name Vincent."
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"I smeared this sergeant in Vice five yards. Hanna's all over you."
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"He's on all the work cars. Michael's house, Shiherlis'."
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"Not yours, they've been losing you at night."
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"Hanna's a hot dog. Graduate school. Marine Corps."
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"Lieutenant, Robbery-Homicide, Major Crime Unit."
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"He's taken down some heavy crews. Blew away Frankie Yonder in Chicago."
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"And he was a fucking maniac."
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"He was working Narcotics before that. Had some problems, divorced twice."
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"Current wife's Justine. He's why the extra heat."
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"The Vice sergeant..."
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"...says Hanna likes you."
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"Thinks you're some kind of star. You do this sharp, you do that sharp."
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"Look how sharp this guy is to figure that."
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"Funny as a heart attack, man. Three marriages."
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"What the fuck do you think that means? He likes staying home?"
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"Means the man is one of those guys out there..."
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"...prowling around all night, dedicated."
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"With this guy and this much heat, you should pass."
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"It's won'th the stretch."
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"This guy can hit and miss. You can't miss once."
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"You sure?"
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"I'm sure."
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"Let's go to the garage."
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