Agatha: Murder.
Director Burgess: Who's the victim?
John Anderton: Somebody.
Director Burgess: Who?
John Anderton: [trying to remember the name] Somebody. Leo Crow.
Director Burgess: Who is he?
John Anderton: I have no idea! I've never heard of him! But I'm supposed to kill him
in less than thirty-six hours.
[Hundreds of contained prisoners rise up around Anderton and Gideon]
John Anderton: My God, I forgot there were so many.
Gideon: And just think, they'd all be out there killing people if it wasn't for you. Look at how peaceful they all are. But on the inside...
[taps his head]
Gideon: busy busy busy.
Dr. Solomon: For true enlightenment there is nothing like... well, let's just say taking a shower while this large fellow with an attitude you couldn't knock down with a hammer, that keeps whispering in your ear: Oh nancy, Oh nancy. Now that was a lot of fun, thank you so very much John for putting me in there, thank you so very much for giving me an opportunity to get to know
myself much better.
Danny Witwer: [getting into the elevator] You're in a lot of trouble, John.
John Anderton: You set me up.
Danny Witwer: I'll write the paranoia off to the whiff you've been doping on...
[John slams him against the elevator wall and draws his gun, then presses it to Witwer's throat]
John Anderton: Well,
I...
Danny Witwer: Easy. Easy. It seems I found a flaw.
[He pulls from his pocket and holds up the inhalant device]
John Anderton: What are you gonna do?
Danny Witwer: Possession alone will cost you six months, not to mention your badge. I guess we won't be working together after all. Now, put the gun down, John. I
don't hear a red ball.
Danny Witwer: [in a deadly tone] Now, put the gun down, John. I don't hear a red ball.
[Then, the red ball alarm sounds, and Anderton backs out of the elevator and turns to run]
[viewing the crime scene of Leo Crow's murder]
Danny Witwer: I worked homicide before federal. This is what we call an orgy of evidence. You know how many orgies I had as a homicide cop?
Officer Fletcher: How many?
Danny Witwer: None.
[crouches down and looks back up]
Danny Witwer: This was all
arranged.
John Anderton: Why don't you cut the cute act, Danny boy, and tell me what it is you're looking for?
Danny Witwer: Flaws.
John Anderton: There hasn't been a murder in six years. There's nothing wrong with this system it is...
Danny Witwer: Perfect I agree, but there's a flaw. It's human.