Hell of a woman. Good little thief.
Joe: Hey, who didn't throw in?Mr. Orange: Mr. Pink.Joe: Mr. Pink? Why not?Mr. Orange: He don't tip.Joe: He don't tip? Whaddaya mean you don't tip?Mr. Orange: He don't believe in it.Joe: Shut up!
Mr. Pink: You wanna fuck with me? I'll show ya who you're fuckin' with!Mr. White: You wanna shoot me, you little piece of shit? Take a shot!Mr. Pink: Fuck you, White! I didn't create the situation, I'm just dealin' with it! You're acting like a first year fucking theif - I'm acting like a professional! If they get him, they can get you. They get you, they get closer to me, and that can't happen! And you, motherfucker, are lookin' at me like it's MY fault. I didn't tell him my name. I didn't tell him where I was from. I didn't tell him what I knew better than NOT to tell him! Fuck, fifteen minutes ago you almost told me your name! You, buddy, are stuck in a situation YOU created. So, if you wanna throw bad looks somewhere, throw 'em at a mirror!
Alright, first things fuckin' last! Who's got the stones?