Politics

Good man! You didn't cheat the poor drunk out of his money. It's very honourable of you.

"Yes, I'm the back-up." (Resist a yawn.) "Here to back you up."

"Thank you." He pockets the drugs. "I'm doing this to help you. We need to focus on the case."

"Back-up?! There's nothing to back up, nowhere to back down -- the terrible finale is on us!"

"Me, back-up? More like a fuck-up..."

"Baby, you know who I am -- everybody knows." (Wink.)

"You want my MONEY?!" (Punch the phone.)

"I am the law. I'm a detective. I'm doing a case. There's a hanged man."

"I am the law. I'm a detective. I'm doing a case. There's a hanged man."

"I'm sorry it was a stupid joke, I shouldn't have called, it's stupid -- I'm so sorry."

"I'm no one, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this..."

"You want more money now, huh?! YOU WANT FUCKING MONEY?!!!?" (Punch the phone again.)

"Don't trust me -- trust the Mother. I'm only the messenger, homes." His voice echoes in the cold air of the church.

"Don't trust me -- trust the Mother. I'm only the messenger, homes." His voice echoes in the cold air of the church.

"And it's great! Such diversity is a boon to the economy."

"I was rude. I'm sorry."

"So you used to be in a gang, but you don't really remember it? Sounds convenient."

(Shake your head.) "So many people losing their memory... A certain portent of doom..."