[calling Milo from inside his car's trunk]
Nicole Hurley: Milo, please, you have got to let me out of here.
Milo Boyd: Hmm... nope!
Nicole Hurley: All right, I shouldn't have run away, you just caught me off guard. And the truth is, I think I might need your advice on something.
Milo Boyd: Well, that's
a real shame. Because I wouldn't help you if you were the last baby sea turtle dragging your little, tiny body across the burning sand whilst hungry seagulls circled overhead. No, I'd just pull up a chair, sip a pina colada and watch nature take its course.
Milo Boyd: Ah, using your one phone call to phone in a story. That is so you.
Nicole Hurley: [surprised look] What are you doing here?
Milo Boyd: Hey, it's a special night. There's no way we're not spending it together. Hey, can we go in the same cell?
Cop: Get in the cell, dickhead.
Milo Boyd: [being
pushed] All right, I'm going.
[from trailer]
Milo Boyd: Are you trying to seduce me?
Nicole Hurley: Yeah.
Milo Boyd: What's the hottest thing about me? That would be my gun.
[as Nicole heads for a row of taxis, Milo draws his gun]
Nicole Hurley: Oh, what? You're gonna shoot me?
Milo Boyd: Nope.
[levels the gun]
Milo Boyd: I'm gonna shoot a cab driver.
Nicole Hurley: [seeing all the cab drivers locking their doors] Oh, no, no, no, he doesn't mean it!
Milo Boyd: Yep, I mean it.
Nicole Hurley: [banging on the cab drivers' doors, without response] Ah, chicken shits!