How do you know all this, Joe? How do you know Mr. Orange is the informant? He was the...

Mr. White: How do you know all this, Joe? How do you know Mr. Orange is the informant? Joe: He was the only one that I wasn't 100% sure on. I should have my fuckin' head examined for going on a plan like this when I wasn't a hundred percent sure of my crew! Mr. White: [shouting] That's your proof? Joe: You don't need proof when you have instinct!

Mr Blue is dead? Dead as Dillinger. How do you know all this? He was the only one I wasn't 100 percent on. I should have my fuckin' head examined, going ahead when I wasn't 100 percent. That's your proof? You don't need proof when you have instinct! I ignored it before, but no more. Have you lost your fuckin' mind? Joe, you're making a terrible mistake. I'm not gonna let you make it. Come on, guys. Nobody wants this. We're supposed to be fuckin' professionals. Larry, look, it's been quite a long time. A lot of jobs. There's no need for this, man. Let's just put our guns down... and let's settle this with a fuckin' conversation. Joe, if you kill that man, you die next. Repeat: if you kill that man, you die next. Larry, we have been friends... and you respect my dad and I respect you, but I will put fuckin' bullets through your heart. You put that fuckin' gun down now! God damn you, Joe... don't make me do this.