Verbal:
What the cops never figured out, and what I know now, was that these men would never break, never lie down, never bend over for anybody. Anybody.

Dave Kujan:
Do you know a dealer named Ruby Deamer, Verbal?

Verbal:
Do you know a religious guy named John Paul?

Dave Kujan:
Did you know Ruby's in Attica?

Verbal:
He didn't have my lawyer.

Jeff Rabin:
I'm telling you this guy is protected from up on high by the Prince of Darkness.

Keaton:
I'm a businessman now.

Verbal:
Back when I was picking beans in Guatemala, we used to make fresh coffee, right off the trees I mean. That was good. This is shit but, hey, I'm in a police station.

Verbal:
Oh gee, thanks Dave, bang-up job so far. Extortion, coercion; you'll pardon me if I ask you to kiss my pucker.

Verbal:
Where's your head, Agent Kujan? Where do you think the pressure's coming from? Keyser Soze - or whatever you want to call him - knows where I am right now. He's got the front burner under' your ass to let me go so he can scoop me up ten minutes later. Immunity was just to deal with you assholes. I got a whole new problem when I post bail.

Dave Kujan:
So why play into his hands? We can protect you.

Verbal:
Gee, thanks, Dave. Bang-up job so far. Extortion, coercion. You'll pardon me if I ask you to kiss my pucker. The same fuckers that rounded us up and sank us into this mess are telling me They'll bail me out? Fuck you. You think you can catch Keyser Soze? You think a guy like that comes this close to getting fingered and sticks his head out? If he comes up for anything, it will be to get rid of me. After that, my guess is you'll never hear from him again.

Verbal:
You think you can catch Keyser Soze? You think a guy like that comes this close to getting caught, and sticks his head out? If he comes up for anything it'll be to get rid of me. After that... my guess is you'll never hear from him again.

Keaton:
His name is Verbal. Verbal Kint.

McManus:
Verbal?

Keaton:
Yeah.

Verbal:
Roger, really. People say I talk too much.

Hockney:
Yeah, I was just about to tell you to shut up.

Fenster:
Man, I had a finger up my asshole tonight.

Hockney:
Is it Friday already?

Fenster:
The way I hear it, Soze is some kind of butcher. A pitiless, psycho, fucked-up butcher.

Verbal:
I just can't believe we're going to walk into certain death.

Fenster:
I don't know anything about no fuckin? truck.

Fenster:
Oh, is that the one about the hooker with the dysentery?

Hockney:
Really? I live in Queens, did you put that together yourself, Einstein? Got a team of monkeys working around the clock on this?

Kobayashi:
Mr. Redfoot knew nothing. Mr. Soze rarely works with the same people for very long, and they never know who they're working for. One cannot be betrayed if one has no people.

Fenster:
So why are you telling us?

Kobayashi:
Because you have stolen from Mr.Soze, Mr Fenster. That you did not know you stole from him is the only reason you are still alive, but he feels you owe him. You will repay your debt.

Hockney:
Alright, Fuck the Debt - And Fuck You! How do we know you work for Soze?

Kobayashi:
I don't think that is relevant, Mr Hockney. All five of you are responsible for the murder of Saul Berg and his bodyguards. Mr. Redfoot can testify to your involvement, and we can see to it that he will. He is not of your "superior" breed.

Hockney:
Old McDonald had a farm ee i ee i o. And on that farm he shot some guys. Badda boom badda bing bang boom.

Hockney:
What about it, pretzel man, what's your story?

Fenster:
I said he'll flip you.

Fenster:
Flip you. Flip ya for real.

Verbal:
To a cop the explanation's always simple. There's no mystery to the street, no arch criminal behind it all. If you find a body and you think his brother did it, you're gonna find out you're right.

Verbal:
Keaton always said, "I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of him." Well I believe in God, and the only thing that scares me is Keyser Soze.

Verbal:
Big fat guy, I mean like orca fat.

Verbal:
Who is Keyser Soze? He is supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody believed he was real. Nobody ever saw him or knew anybody that ever worked directly for him, but to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could have worked for Soze. You never knew. That was his power. The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.

Verbal:
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.

Verbal:
And poof. Just like that, he?s gone.

Keaton:
What's going on?

McManus:
The strangest thing...

McManus:
There's nothing that can't be done.

Dave Kujan:
He was dead just long enough for the murder rap to blow over. And then he had lunch.

McManus:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... Oswald was a fag.

Verbal:
How do you shoot the devil in the back? What if you miss?

Verbal:
And then he showed these men of will what will really is.

Verbal:
It didn't make sense that I'd be there. I mean, these guys were hard-core hijackers, but there I was. I wasn't scared, I knew I hadn't done anything they could do me for. Besides, it was fun. I got to make like I was notorious.

Fenster:
So who the goddamned piss-hell stole the fuckin' truck?

Hockney:
What?

Fenster:
Who stole the fuckin' truck?

Dave Kujan:
Of course, I can't prove this. But I can't prove the best part either... Dean Keaton was dead. Did you know that? He died in a fire two years ago during the investigation into the murder of a witness who was going to testify against him. Two people watched Dean Keaton walk into a warehouse he owned just before it blew up. They said he went in to check a leaking gas main. It blew up and took all of Dean Keaton with it. Within three months of the explosion, the two witnesses, they were dead. One killed himself in his car; the other fell down an open elevator shaft.

Kobayashi:
Before you... do me in, Mr. McManus, you will let me finish my business with Ms. Finneran first, won't you?

Keaton:
What did you say?

Kobayashi:
Edie Finneran. She's upstairs in my office for an extradition deposition. I requested that she be put on the case personally. She flew in yesterday. No matter. Kill away, Mr. McManus.

Verbal:
And like that... he's gone.

Verbal:
He lets the last Hungarian go, and he goes running. He waits until his wife and kids are in the ground and he goes after the rest of the mob. He kills their kids, he kills their wives, he kills their parents and their parents' friends. He burns down the houses they grew up in and the stores they work in, he kills people that owe them money. And like that he was gone. Underground. No one has ever seen him again. He becomes a myth, a spook story that criminals tell their kids at night. "If you rat on your pop, Keyser Soze will get you." And nobody really ever believes.

Kobayashi:
My name is Kobayashi. I work for Kayser Soze.

Hockney:
We do now, jerk-off.

Fenster:
You do some time, they never let you go. You know. They treat you like a criminal. *I'm* not a criminal.

Hockney:
You *are* a criminal.

Fenster:
Now why'd you got to go and do that? (I'm) trying to make a point.

Verbal:
A man can convince anyone he's somebody else, but never himself.

Hockney:
Fuck your father in the shower and then have a snack? Are you going to charge me dickhead?

Verbal:
I'll probably shit blood tonight.

Keaton:
There's no fucking coke.

Verbal:
Can I have some coffee?

Dave Kujan:
Maybe later.

Verbal:
I'm really thirsty. When I was a kid I used to dehydrate, and my piss came out like snot. I mean, it was all thick and gross.

Verbal:
The DA gave me immunity.

Dave Kujan:
Not from me. You get no immunity from me, you piece of shit. Every criminal I have put in prison, every cop that owes me a favor, every creep and scumbag that walks the streets for a living will know the name of Verbal Kint. Now you talk to me, or that precious immunity they seem so fit to grant you won't be worth the paper the contract put out on your life is printed on.

Hockney:
It's dry fucking sand, McManus. When he rots, the surfers'll smell him a mile away.

Keaton:
There's no way they'd line five felons in the same room, no way.

McManus:
Dean Keaton... gone clean huh? Say it aint so.

Keaton:
You give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now.

Verbal:
I came clean, I told it like it happened on the boat. So what if I left out how I got there. It was so full of holes the DA would have told me to blow amnesty up my ass. So you got what you wanted out of me, so big fucking deal.

Dave Kujan:
So that's why you never told the DA.

Verbal:
You tell me, Agent Kujan, if I told you the Loch Ness Monster hired me to hit the harbor, what would you say?

Dave Kujan:
Turn states evidence, we'll put you on the stand, we'll here it out.

Verbal:
I've got immunity now, what could you possible offer me?

Kobayashi:
Get your rest, Gentlemen. The boat will be ready for you on Friday. If I see you or any of your friends before then, Miss. Finneran will find herself the victim of a most gruesome violation before she dies. As will your father, Mr. Hockney. and your Uncle Randall in Arizona, Mr. Kint. I might only castrate Mr. McManus' nephew, David. Do I make myself clear?

Dave Kujan:
A rumor's not a rumor that doesn't die.

Keaton:
This whole thing was a shakedown.

McManus:
What makes you say that?

Keaton:
How many times you been in a lineup? It's always you and four dummies. PD pays homeless guys ten bucks a head sometimes.