Fitzy: Where's your boy?Oliver Queenan: He's studying law at Notre Dame.Fitzy: Where's your fucking boy?Fitzy: Goddamn motherfucker! Now where's your fucking boy?
Oliver Queenan: You're a worker. You rise fast.Dignam: Like a 12-year-old's dick.Colin Sullivan: Thank you, Sergeant.Dignam: My pleasure.
Now whenever you make a call ask for Mikey, MIKEY!... huh... you ask for a Mikey 'cause there is no Mikey.
Our target: microprocessors. Yes, those. I don't know what they are, you don't know what they are, who gives a fuck?
