Dwight: Deadly little Miho. She won't let you feel a thing unless she wants you to. She twists the blade. He feels it.
[from trailer] Dwight: It's time to prove to your friends that you're worth a damn. Sometimes that means dying, sometimes it means killing a whole lot of people.
John Hartigan: When it comes to reassuring a traumatized 19-year-old, I'm about as expert as a palsy victim doing brain surgery with a pipe wrench.
Shellie: I've done some dumb things. Dwight: Seeing as how I'm one of those dumb things, I can't give you too hard a time on that, Shellie.
Ronnie: Remember - we don't have to deliver every last inch of the man, Brian! Brian: You're right, Ronnie - lend us your knife.
Shellie: Wish you would've dropped by earlier, Jackie Boy. Then you could've met my boyfriend, could've seen what a real man looks like.
Dwight: I tell little Miho what has to be done. Then I'll make the most important phone call in my life.
Cop: You tagged him good. Cop: Don't take no chances. Perforate the fool! John Hartigan: [turns around and shoots them] Good advice.
Jack Rafferty: [with his hand cut, and one of Miho's shuriken in his butt, while crawling to pick up his hand] This isn't funny... don't anybody laugh.
Shellie: [after Dwight dunks Jackie-Boy in his own urine] Dwight, what did you do to him? Dwight: I gave him a taste of his own medicine.
[from trailer] Yellow Bastard: Recognize my voice, Hartigan? Recognize my voice, you piece-of-shit cop? I look different, but I bet you can recognize my voice!
Dwight: This clown's out of control. I followed him here to make sure he didn't hurt any of the girls. Gail: Us helpless little girls.
Jack Rafferty: Baby doll, I've had me one helluva bad day. I've been beaten up every time I turn around.
Doug MacRay: Not the way I planned it, but for the first time in my life, I'm leaving this city. Maybe if I go, I can stop looking.
There's a major underlying idea as you grow up that you need to just save your money and get that affordable housing at the edge of town where you're away from the city where all the crime happens or whatever.
I mean New York City is the financial capital of the world. It's where all the money passes through, the Dow Jones, whatever, that's where all the money goes.
Simply as a writer of books I'm thrilled and proud that Seattle should have raised, on a public vote, sufficient money to build a central library, and moreover to rebuild every other library in the city: 28 of them.
I used almost every penny I ever made to build recording studios in every city I lived in. I don't have much to show for all the TV money except a lot of musical gear and a lot of songs.
The larger point is this: We've invested over half a billion dollars in New York since this department was stood up. We've given New York more money, by more than double, than any other city in the country.
And one of the things we did here was we put the maximum amount of money up front in those cities that were at the greater risk, but that doesn't mean that we keep rebuilding the same security over and over again.
I think it's my nature to - every time I hear about an award or a nomination, it makes me realize how much I must've been losing before, because I was not aware that every major city had these critics' awards.
