Monique: The only way you'll ever end up lying next to me, Max, is if we're run down by the same car. Monique: Losing improves your character. Kaminsky: What do you think I look like, Dirty Harry? Monique: When I want to make friends, I'll go to summer camp! Patrovita: Smart I like. Smart ass, I don't! Kaminsky: Max, if you're the best there is, the wheel would never have been invented. Chief Harry Shannon: You remember my son Blair? Kaminsky: Yeah. We went to a few ball games together. He joined the bureau, didn't he? Chief Harry Shannon: Yeah. Kaminsky: How is he? Chief Harry Shannon: [pauses] Dead. Kaminsky: You should not drink and bake! [Taking off Kaminski's shirt] Monique: Oh... my... God! Kaminsky: Magic?... or magnet? Kaminsky: You're under arrest. Thug: For what? Kaminsky: Impersonating a human being! Kaminsky: Is this what you call poetic justice? Baker: Joseph P. Brenner... what's the P stand for? Kaminsky: Pussy. Kaminsky: And now... it's your turn. Max Keller: I'll get you a nice eight by ten. Kaminsky: Keep it. I'm not sentimental. Kaminsky: You gave me a Raw Deal.