Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know,...

Mr. Blonde: Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know, or don't know, but I'm gonna torture you anyway, regardless. Not to get information. It's amusing, to me, to torture a cop. You can say anything you want cause I've heard it all before. All you can do is pray for a quick death, which you ain't gonna get. [He removes his razor] Mr. Blonde: You ever listen to K-Billy's "Super Sounds of the Seventies" weekend? It's my personal favorite.

Okay, Mr Fuckin' Detective, you're so fuckin' smart, huh, who did it? What the hell do you think we've been asking each other? Yeah, what did you come up with, huh? You think I did it? You think I fuckin' set you up? I don't know, but somebody did. Nobody did. You fuckin' assholes turn a jewellery store... Don't you call me an asshole! You fuckin' idiots - turn a fuckin' jewellery store into a Wild West show, - Don't you call me a fucking idiot. ...and you wonder why the fucking cops show up? Where's Joseph? I don't know. I ain't talked to him. I talked to Dove. He said Daddy's coming down here and he's fuckin' pissed! He's pissed? I told you he'd be pissed. What'd Joe say? I told you I ain't talked to him! All I know is he's pissed! What are you gonna do about him? Jesus Christ, give me a fuckin' chance to breathe. - I got a few questions of my own. - You ain't dying, he is! All right, Mr Fuckin' Compassion, I will call somebody! Who? A fuckin' snake charmer! Who do you think? I'll call a doctor! He'll fix him right up. Now, what happened to Brown and Blue? Brown's dead. We don't know what happened to Blue. Brown's dead? Are you sure? I'm sure. I was there. He took one in the head. Nobody's got a clue what happened to Mr Blue? Either he's alive or he's dead, or the cops got him... or they don't. I take it this is the bastard you told me about? Why are you beating on him? Maybe he can tell us who the fuck set us up.