Maddy Bowen: The entire country's at war. Why should I help this one person?Maddy Bowen: I can't believe I just said that.
He is my son. I am his father. I must go find him. Go ahead, shoot me if you want, but I will go find him.
You risk my life like that again... and I'll peel your face back off your head. You understand?
Danny Archer: Let me tell you something. You sell blood diamonds too.Maddy Bowen: Really?Danny Archer: Yeah.Maddy Bowen: Tell me, how is that?Danny Archer: Who do you think buys the stones that I bring out? Dreamy American girls who all want a storybook wedding and a big, shiny rock like the ones in the advertisements of your politically-correct magazines. So, please, don't come here and make judgments on me, all right?