So, are we gonna get it on, or what?

John Wayne Gacy:

[as Paxton sits at his table]
Wait a minute, who the hell are you? Paxton:
[gestures to DeMarco and King]
I'm their boss. I bring you regards, from John Miklovich... said he worked for you. John Wayne Gacy:
I don't remember anybody with a name like that, do you? [Koslo shakes his head] Paxton:
That's funny, he described you perfectly: loud, big belly. Waiter! What are you drinking, John? John Wayne Gacy:
[snatches pad and pencil from waiter]
Who the hell do you think you're talking to? Give me that thing. I want your name and shield number right here, write it down! I'm gonna put you on that lawsuit along with that dumb Polack. Paxton:
[writing details]
You're making a big mistake, John, we're on your side. The way I see it, that Polack's got a hell of a nerve holding onto your cars. John Wayne Gacy:
It won't be for much longer. Paxton:
You bet. You'll get that board too, with the handcuffs. John Wayne Gacy:
[hesitates]
Board, what board is that? What is that, some more crap you left when you moved out? Koslo:
[shakes head nervously]
I don't know what he's talking about. Paxton:
[shrugs]
Forget it. You wanna go to your house, party? John Wayne Gacy:
[scoffs]
You gonna supply the broad? Paxton:
[chuckles]
We don't need broads, do we, John? Craig here's pretty liberal-minded. Koslo's not gonna tell him, is he? Are you, Teddy? [stunned silence] John Wayne Gacy:
Tell who? Paxton:
Kozenczak's bringing him in again, something about the car you sold him belonging to a missing kid, same ID or something. [Gacy continues staring in stunned silence] Paxton:
So, are we gonna get it on, or what? [Gacy continues staring]