Roarke:
I thought you were a nice guy.
Wade:
I am a nice guy. Just a different kind of nice guy.
Wade:
I want to thank you, Tom. You saved my life.
Tom:
Uh - don't worry about it.
Wade:
You didn't have to hit me, though.
Tom:
...Yes I did.
Gail:
Are you makin' a pass at me?
Tom:
I don't know, is that what it's called this far outside of Boston?
Gail:
This far *inside* of marriage, you mean.
Tom:
I think we're sufficiently alienated for this to qualify as a pass.
Wade:
I'm in charge now. I could bury you and Roarke tonight. I could do anything I want with you.
Gail:
Then go ahead. Don't keep telling me how tough you are, Wade, just show me.
Wade:
We never had nicknames where I came from. Certainly not "White Water." White trash, maybe.
Policeman:
What happened?
Roarke:
My mom got us down the river.
Policeman:
How about your dad? What did he do?
Roarke:
He saved our lives.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
