“We've had this conversation already and watch your mouth, you fuckhead, there's a lady here.”

“Mr Lipwig, there's a lady in the hall to see you and we've thanked her for not smoking three times and she's still doing it!”

“Here's the deal. You eat some lunch, at least something light that will help you keep your energy up, then we'll talk.""About what? We've already conversed today-twice-in the language you're fluent in: Fuckese."Deke fought a smile. "You probably meant that as a slur, but somehow I'm complemented.""You would be," she muttered.”

“You couldn't let too much truth seep into your conversation, you couldn't admit with your mouth what your eyes had seen.”

“You will not compromise ths part of the mission before it's begun, I hope that's clear."Or what?" Nick asked, swiveling back to him."Or I'l fucking cuff you, that's what."Nick bared his teeth. "You can fucking try. And you watch your fucking language. There's a lady here.”

“You don't believe in second chances, Cole,""But you do, and I think we've already established you're the smart one here.”