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Zodiac

Robert Graysmith: Does anybody ever call me names?
Paul Avery: What, you mean like retard?
Robert Graysmith: Yeah.
Paul Avery: No.

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Robert Graysmith: Doesn't it bother you that people call you Shorty?
Shorty: Doesn't it bother you that people call you retard?
Robert Graysmith: Nobody calls me that.
Shorty: Right.

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Robert Graysmith: I... I need to know who he is. I... I need to stand there, I need to look him in the eye, and I need to know that it's him.

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Dave Toschi: [bedside phone rings. In a tired attempt to answer the phone, accidentally knocks over a lamp, which shatters]
[into phone]
Dave Toschi: Whoever this is, you owe me another lamp.

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Zodiac

Arthur Leigh Allen: I am not the Zodiac. And if I were, I certainly wouldn't tell you.

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Paul Avery: What do you do for fun?
Robert Graysmith: I love to read.
Paul Avery: Mhmm.
Robert Graysmith: Umm, I enjoy books.
Paul Avery: Those are the same things.

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Robert Graysmith: Just because you can't prove it doesn't mean it isn't true.
Dave Toschi: Easy, Dirty Harry.

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Zodiac

[from trailer]
Robert Graysmith: I've been thinking...
Paul Avery: Oh God, save us all.

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Zodiac

[last lines]
Mike Mageau: [after identifying Arthur Leigh Allen as his shooter] The last time I saw this face was July 4th, 1969. I am very sure that's the man who shot me.

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Robert Graysmith: [arriving to their date] How late am I?
[he knocks over a drink]
Melanie: Just a few minutes really. I just got here myself.
Robert Graysmith: Traffic was bumper to bumper. I was at the gun range.
Melanie: Glynis said you were a cartoonist.
Robert Graysmith: Oh,

yeah.
Melanie: What were you doing at the gun range?
Robert Graysmith: Reading.

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Arthur Leigh Allen: Can I help you?
Robert Graysmith: No.

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Robert Graysmith: Paul, are you okay?
Paul Avery: No... but thanks for asking.

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Robert Graysmith: We met at the movies once.
Dave Toschi: I'm sure it was magical.

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Robert Graysmith: [Both are brushing their teeth] Spit.
Aaron Graysmith: I swallowed it.
Robert Graysmith: Why?
Aaron Graysmith: It was minty.

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Paul Avery: Hey Bullitt, it's been almost a year. You gonna catch this fuckin' guy or not?
Dave Toschi: Go fuck yourself!
Paul Avery: Gladly.

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Robert Graysmith: I've been thinking.
Paul Avery: Yeah?
Robert Graysmith: Somebody should write a book.
Paul Avery: Somebody should write a fuckin' book, that's for sure. About what?
Robert Graysmith: About Zodiac. I've been thinking, if you put all the information together, maybe you

could jog something loose. And then I thought, who better than you? I mean, you know all the players, and you have all of the files.
Paul Avery: Yeah, I lost them.
Robert Graysmith: You lost them?
Paul Avery: Or I tossed them. I don't know, I moved onto a boat.

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Paul Avery: Methinks our friend's a tad bit fuckered in the head.

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Paul Avery: Do you know more people die in the East Bay commute every three months than that idiot ever killed? He offed a few citizens, wrote a few letters, then faded into footnote... Not that I haven't been sitting here idly, waiting for you to drop by and reinvigorate my sense of purpose.

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Robert Graysmith: Tell me about this painting party.
Linda del Buono: I told the cops about that so long ago. Darlene always had a lot of boys around, even though she was married. This one guy was weird though. He used to bring her presents from Tijuana. I don't know why she was friends with him. She once told me he'd killed somebody.
Robert

Graysmith: Really?
Linda del Buono: I think maybe when he was in the service.
Robert Graysmith: Navy?
Linda del Buono: I think so.
Robert Graysmith: Was he into movies? Was he a movie buff?
Linda del Buono: I can tell you that he was not into people. The party that

Darlene threw, people were just supposed to show up, drink beer, help paint, but this guy showed up in a suit, and just sat in a chair all by himself all night long and didn't talk to anyone. And Darlene told me to stay away from him. She was scared of him. Couple weeks later she was dead.
Robert Graysmith: I'm sorry. Do you remember his name?
Linda del

Buono: It was short. Like a nickname, like Stan.
Robert Graysmith: Rick?
Linda del Buono: No, I don't think so.
Robert Graysmith: Are you sure?
Linda del Buono: Yeah.
Robert Graysmith: How can you be sure? It was a long time ago. Think hard.
Linda del

Buono: I am thinking hard.
Robert Graysmith: It was Rick. It was Rick Marshall. Say it!
Linda del Buono: It wasn't Rick.
[thinks for a moment, as Graysmith prepares to leave]
Linda del Buono: It was Leigh.

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Informant: Have you ever thought Paul Avery might be the Zodiac?
Dave Toschi: Frequently.