Vincent Palmer: Somebody shoot this bitch. Jesus! Ben Keats: Vincent, please don't make this personal. Vincent Palmer:
I'm not gonna do that. I respect you too much.
Vincent Palmer: This all started out as business but I really thought you and I were becoming friends. That's what I thought. Vincent Palmer: This calls for another round, I think. Ben Keats: Vincent, no, no, no. I think I hit my limit. Vincent Palmer: Sky's the limit. Vincent Palmer: Ladies, would you hold onto my staff? Vincent Palmer: Cheers, big ears. Vincent Palmer: I can't believe a smart guy like you has never tried oxygen therapy. Vincent Palmer: My mother always said I was as tenacious as a ferret on crack. Vincent Palmer: Ben, I once killed a man's wife to get him to take a job. Want to hear about it? Vincent Palmer: Now, I am through negotiating with you, okay? When I leave here your little horse-riding twit of a daughter is finished. You will never see her again... then I go play housey with your little wifey. What do you think of that? I am through fucking around with you! Vincent Palmer: First, I'm gonna kill you, then I'm gonna strap a saddle on your wife and ride her all the way to the finish line, then I'm gonna moonwalk up and down your daughter. You like the sound of that, buddy?