Leighton:
You must go to Geneva, as scheduled. And you must face the bastard. When the Covenant is signed, I will kill him, of course. Or you can, if you like.
Holcroft:
I like!
[After Holcroft tries to attack him.]
Leighton:
But please, do not attempt anything too vividly cinematic.
[He spots a car tailing them.]
Holcroft:
Probably just another Sunday driver. But on the other hand, as it is Tuesday, why don't you put your foot on the gas and see what happens.
Helden:
Don't speak for a moment, just listen. These precautions may seem foolish to you, but they are necessary, I promise you!
Holcroft:
Listen, lady, three days ago, I was forty stories in the air, over New York, in a gale force wind, hiding from an insane building contractor. Let me tell you something. I felt safer there than I do now. So any precautions you want to take are OK with me!
Holcroft:
May I suggest, that it is extremely difficult for a man, in a gray flannel suit, to behave naturally, while riding on a horse in the middle of the night, waiting for someone to shoot at you!
Leighton:
Oh, dear, oh, dear. Assumption, Mr. Holcroft, is, as they say in my profession, the mother of fuck-up.
Manfredi:
Mr. Holcroft, your father was a complicated man, and the word complicated doesn't begin to describe him.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
