“Are you going to be nice to me now?""I'm always nice to you." Sure. Law ground his chin into Tom's groin, makingTom jump."Why would I suddenly start being nice to you?" Law said. "You put out for an asshole. That guy is still here.”

“Law looked dumbstruck, almost angry. He breathed, "Son of a bitch." And to Tom's surprise, Law got down on one knee and took his hand. "Tom, you beloved bastard, I love you. I need you in my life forever. I cannot imagine existence without you. Will you-God please say yes-grant me the honor and the privilege and save my life and marry me?”

“Look, Lawrence, I know you never cared for me-" Law cut him off. "Cared for you? Cared for you? What am I? The gardener?" "Okay, you always hated me-" "Better," Law said. "You're wrong of course, but you said what you meant this time.”

“I don’t hate you, Cyndi. You’re blood. I have to love you. You just annoy the hell out of me.” He put onearm around her thin shoulders.”

“Xan spoke low. "I would die for you." "Don't do that," said Devon. "Live for me.”

“Tom leaned in and spoke in a low, confidential voice, "Sir. You have a little something..." He lifted his forefinger surreptitiously to his own upper lip. Harrison brought his hand to his mustache to brush something off it, his eyes questioning. "What is it?""Carpet remnant?" Tom suggested.”

“She sniffled. "Does he know?""Not a clue," Law said. "There are concrete bricks less dense than my beloved.”