Jack Caine:
Either you're Santa Claus or you're dead, pal.
[after blowing away the police chief, who was trying to kill his partner]
Jack Caine:
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Never trust nobody; Caine Manual, Chapter 1, Page
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Bad Alien:
I come in peace.
Jack Caine:
But you go in pieces, asshole.
Arwood "Larry" Smith:
[trying on a jacket from Jack's closet] Hey, it fits perfectly!
Jack Caine:
It should... it was mine when I was
Jack Caine:
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