Russell Hammond: [high on acid; laughingly, to Dick] Look at him, he's taking notes with his eyes.
[Violently grabs William and shouts to his face]
Russell Hammond: How do we know you're not a cop, huh? The enemy! Stop fucking looking at me!
Dick Roswell: [calming Russell] He's your guardian angel, alright?
[to William]
Dick Roswell: Don't worry, he only means half of what he says.
William Miller: [to himself] Which half?