The Hit

Myron:
I think you're crazy, but I admire your attitude.

Willie:
I'm not scared.

Braddock:
You gotta be.

Willie:
Why? Cause everyone else is?

Myron:
You've got nothing to smile about mate, if you knew.

Willie:
If I knew? [to Braddock] He thinks I don't know.

Willie:
It'd kill him to thank me, wouldn't it?

Myron:
Haha!

[Braddock glares at him]

Myron:
No lip, you.

Willie:
I'll just get back in the car then?

[to Maggie]

Braddock:
You've got birdshit in your hair.

[Maggie involuntarily touches her hair, revealing that she knows more English that she's admitting to]

[in court, the barrister is asking Willie who took part in a robbery]

Willie:
Riordan, Fellows and Mr Corrigan.

Barrister:
Not Hopwood?

Willie:
No, sir. I think Lennie had flu that day. [chuckles] Or cold feet!

[a few minutes earlier, Maggie bit Braddock's hand and drew blood]

Myron:
Mr Braddock, d'you think we could stop for something to eat soon? I ain't had nothing all day and I'm really hungry. 'Spect I'm not the only one. Her too, she's probably hungry too.

Braddock:
[drily] She's already eaten.

Willie:
It's just a moment. We're here. Then we're not here. We're somewhere else... maybe. And it's as natural as breathing. Why should we be scared?