Nicholas "Oz" Oseransky: Oh, and don't forget the corpses.
Oz: All right, maybe he won't come after us. Maybe he'll just let us go.
[Cynthia just looks at him]
Oz: All right, maybe I can talk with him, reason with him. I mean, we're friends now, right?
Cynthia: That's what Harry Lefkowitz thought.
Oz: What happened to Harry Lefkowitz?
[Cynthia just looks
at him]
Oz: I don't want to know what happened to Harry Lefkowitz.
Frankie Figs: You what? You told Jimmy? What the hell did you do that for?
Oz: I felt sorry for him! I like him. Well, I liked him?
Frankie Figs: So you don't like him no more?
Oz: Well, it's a little hard to maintain a friendship with a man who wants to kill you.
Frankie Figs: If you
sold my ass out to Janni, then told me about it, I'd want to ice your ass, too!
Oz: I know.
[Frankie sucks on his teeth]
Oz: You know, I can close that gap for you.
Frankie Figs: Really?
Oz: Yeah, you'd be in and out.
Frankie Figs: You're kidding. This thing right here?
[Oz watches from behind a two-way mirror as Sophie sobbingly confesses to trying to murder him]
Oz: This would be sad if it wasn't so pathetic.
Sgt. Buchanan: You want to talk with her?
Oz: No... no, I don't think so.
Agent Morrissey: I don't blame you.
Oz: You guys know any good
divorce lawyers?