The Caller: If you have to ask, you're not ready to know yet.
The Caller: Do you see the tourists with their video cameras, hoping the cops will shoot you so they can sell the tape to Goriest Police Shoot-outs?
[repeated order]
The Caller: [shouts] Say it!
The Caller: Wait till it goes national. ABC, CBS, CNN, UPN, you're gonna have the whole alphabet.
[the Caller phones Stu's girlfriend Pam]
Pamela McFadden: Hi, who's this?
The Caller: It's a good friend of Stu's. And he hasn't got many.
Pamela McFadden: You know Stu?
The Caller: I know he lies.
The Caller: Get this man a seat on Oprah!
The Caller: What if I told you I was just above the theater four floors up? See the pink curtains? There you go, Stuart, yes... Yoohoo... Yoohoo.
[laughs]
Stu: Why did you do that?
The Caller: Because it's fun!
The Caller: Think about it. Why would a guy with a cell phone call a woman everyday from a phone booth?
Pamela McFadden: He said it was quiet.
The Caller: Pam, that's just stupid.
The Caller: Stu, you just gave that man $10 to walk away and saved his life. You have human emotions after all.
Stu: [to Ramey] Look, I got issues I can't talk about!
The Caller: Yeah, lethal issues. Tell him to stay back.
The Caller: If this is true Stuart, then I have to take somebody with me don't I? And since Kelly is the most important thing in your life, I'll take her.
Stu: No, take me! Take me! I'm the one you want!
The Caller: This is exciting. You get to choose between them. Kelly. Pam. BAM BAM!
Stu: [to "Corky"] Get the fuck outta here before I call Hillary and have you deported to New Jersey!
Sergeant Cole: Captain, what the fuck is up with the phone calls, man?
The Caller: TV seems to bring out the worst in people.
The Caller: That's it, the captain gets a bullet.
Capt. Ramey: Who's your lawyer?
Kelly Shepard: We don't have a lawyer.
Capt. Ramey: He specifically asked that his attorney be brought down here to negotiate his surrender.
Kelly Shepard: Well, we never needed one.
Capt. Ramey: Well, you need a good one now.
Felicia: Get done in there, gotta hit this trick spot before the next bitch take my score.
Stu: Look, go away!
Felicia: Go away? Hang up the fuckin' phone, nigger!
[Stu looks at Felicia and then closes the booth]
Felicia: This motherfucker, you don't eyeball me. Bitch!
[Felicia walks away]
