John Milton: And as we're straddling from one deal to the next, who's got his eye on the planet, as the air thickens, the water sours, and even the bees' honey takes on the metallic taste of radioactivity? And it just keeps coming, faster and faster....
Kevin Lomax: God dammit, what did you do to my wife? John Milton: Well, on a scale of one to ten... ten being the most depraved act of sexual theatre know to man... one being your average Friday night run-through at the Lomaxes' household... I'd say,...
Eddie Barzoon: Did you get my message? John Milton: Yeah Eddie, you write beautiful!
John Milton: Are we negotiating? Kevin Lomax: Always.
John Milton: Now with this? Now that you're down? I'd get ready for one of those, Class-A, New York-style pigfucks.
Mary Ann Lomax: I know we've got all this money, and it's supposed to be OK, but it's not.
[first lines] Florida Prosecutor: Go on, Barbara. Barbara: We go back to our homeroom for dismissal. Unless you have a pass for sports or somethin'. Florida Prosecutor: And is that what you did on the day in question? Barbara: No. Mr. Gettys asked me...
