I swear to God, I think I'm fuckin' jinxed.
I got an idea. Just hear me out. I know you don't like usin' the boys on these jobs but Vic here - I mean, he's only been nothin' but good luck for us. The guy's a fuckin' rabbit's foot, for cryin' out loud. I'd like to have him in.
Joe: This man set us up.Nice Guy Eddie: Dad, I'm sorry, but I don't know what the hell's happening.Joe: It's all right, Eddie. I do.Mr. White: What the fuck are you talking about?Joe: That lump of shit's working with the L.A.P.D.Mr. Orange: Joe, I don't have the slightest fucking idea what you're talking about.Mr. White: Joe, I don't know what you think you know, but you're wrong.Joe: Like hell I am.Mr. White: Joe, trust me on this. You've made a mistake. He's a good kid. I understand. You're hot, you're super fucking pissed. We're all real emotional. But you're barking up the wrong tree. I know this man. He wouldn't do that.Joe: You don't know jack shit! I do! The cocksucker tipped off the cops and had Mr. Brown and Mr. Blue killed.Mr. Pink: Mr. Blue is dead?Joe: Dead as Dillinger.Mr. White: How do you know all this?
The choice between doing ten years and taking out some stupid motherfucker, ain't no choice at all. But I ain't no madman.