Would you knock it off, Sam? I'm just trying to figure it out. Nothing to figure out. I'm...

[Ace questions Ginger on how much money she and Lester spent when they tried to kidnap Amy] Ginger: Would you knock it off, Sam? Ace Rothstein: I'm just trying to figure it out. Ginger: Nothing to figure out. I'm home, we're working it out. Ace Rothstein: Yeah, but I've been told before we're working it out. To think that you're home... [his eyes narrow] Ace Rothstein: - after what you just put me through with Amy... is a favor to me? [pause] Ace Rothstein: So counting the watch, maybe four thousand for expenses over the weekends, of which you must have had a good time. I know he did. That's for sure. I know that fucking peice of shit had a good fucking time. On my money. You might as well have fucked him, which you probably did anyway. You looking me a certain way. You're teary-eyed. I get it. You're good actress, you know that? Good fucking actress. Can't fucking get that pity out of people. I'm no john. You understand? You always thought I was but I'm not. I'm no sucker. Fucking pimp cocksucker. He's lucky I didn't kill him last time. Lucky he's fucking living. And if you had stayed with him, and you would have run away, you would have been dead, both of you. Dead! Dead!

- Around 10,000? - Would you knock it off, Sam? - I'm just trying to figure it out. - There's nothing to figure out. I'm home. We're working it out. I've been told before, "We're working it out. " You think that you're home... after what you just put me through with Amy, is a favor to me? So, counting the watch, let's say another 4,000... for expenses over the weekend... of which you must have had a good time. I know he did. That's for sure. I know that fuckin' piece of shit had a good fuckin' time. On my money. You might as well have fucked him, which you probably did anyway. You're lookin' at me a certain way. You're teary-eyed, huh? You're upset. You're a good actress, you know that? Good fuckin' actress. You can fuckin' get that pity out of people. I'm not a john. You understand? You always thought I was, but I'm not. And I'm not a sucker. That fuckin' pimp cocksucker. He's lucky I didn't kill him last time. Lucky he's fuckin' livin'. If you would have stayed with Amy... and you would have ran away, he would have been fuckin' dead. Both of you. Dead. Dead. No, it isn't right. It isn't fair. Yes. He doesn't come home at night. What is the big fuckin' deal? I go... Listen, I just can't fuckin' take it. Why should I fuckin' take it? That wasn't the deal. He acts like I'm the only one around here with a fuckin' past. He'll never let me live it down. Well, yes, I have tried. Of course I've tried. What the fuck do you think I came back here for? No, I'm not. I want to have him killed. Yes, I want him killed. I've fuckin' had it. So are you with me on this? You want to get rid of me? Here I am. Go ahead. Get rid of me. - Hello. - Yes, I do! I fuckin' hate you! I can't take it anymore! - Yes, I want to kill you! I hate your fuckin' guts! - You hate my guts? - I'm sick of being with you! - I want you to come with me now! Come with me now. Come with me now. - I want you out. I want you out of here. - I want you out of here! I want you out of here! Take your fuckin' bag and get out of here! I'll go, but I want my money right now! - You'll get your money! Don't worry. - The arrangement is over. - No kidding! - And I still get my money. I need some cash right now! You can't just put me in the street! You haven't been straight with me ever since I met you! You never even loved me in the first place! I need eyes in the back of my head with you, you fuckin' bitch! How could I love you? You treat me like I'm your fucking dog!