[first line] Maria: Look at the pretty man. Hello, pretty man. Are you here for your friend? I'm afraid you're too late to save him. Maria: What are you? Jake Greyman: You know what I am...a lot better than I do. Jake Greyman: Gentlemen, I'm afraid this lady's very sick. I think it's a good idea if I just take her straight to the hospital. Guard: We'll take her to the hospital. She's our problem. Jake Greyman: Well, that's where you're wrong. I'm your problem. Guard: Listen, Abraham, or whoever you are, I'm not buying your cop bullshit, okay? Jake Greyman: The woman. Where is she? Guard: Go fuck yourself. Jake Greyman: She's very dangerous right now. Guard: I said go fuck yourself. [Jakes knocks him into a headstone and to the ground] Jake Greyman: Now you listen to me. You gonna tell me what I wanna know or I will tear you to pieces. Then one of your cronies will tell me when he's done shittin' himself.