[first lines]
Porter: [voiceover] GSW: that's what the hospitals call it: gunshot wound. Doctor has to report it to the police. That makes it hard for guys in my line to get what I call, quality health care.
Stegman: Don't let the bastards get ya' down.
Rosie: I think all those stories about you being dead are true. You're just too thick-headed to admit it.
Carter: The Outfit is not unreasonable, Porter... but no corporation in the world would agree to what you're asking.
Val Resnick: You are crazy! That's why I love ya.
Porter: You said it: they're not going to stop until they bury us...
Rosie: So?...
Porter: So we bury them first.
Carter: There are three ways we can handle this. One: we can help you. Two: We can allow you to help yourself. And Three: We can have you replaced... We have an investment in you Resnick, of time, money and training. So assisting you would be, in a way, protecting our investment. And THAT is always good business policy.
Rosie: [calming her dog] He's the meanest damn dog that ever lived.
Porter: What's his name?
Rosie: Porter.
Carter: Do you understand your value to the organization, Resnick?
[pause]
Carter: You're a sadist. You lack compunction. That comes in handy.
Val Resnick: [Repeated line] Hubba hubba hubba.
Porter: [voiceover] You'd think after five months of lying on my back, I would have given up any idea of getting even, just be a nice guy and call it a day. Nice guys are fine: you have to have somebody to take advantage of... but they always finish last.
Rosie: Meet the nastiest damn dog who ever lived.
Porter: What's 'is name?
Rosie: "Porter". He took your job after you left. He's just as tough but he won't leave me.
[nuzzling the dog]
Rosie: Will you, baby?
[Val opens the door to let Pearl in. Upon entering she slaps him]
Pearl: On your knees bitch, I want satisfaction.
Porter: [narrating, after watching his wife stumble home in a drugged state] Old habits die hard, I guess... if you don't kick 'em, they kick you. Ain't marriage grand?
