- Pasco Meisner: I'm gonna give you three days, but if you don't bring me the coke, I'll hand you your son's head in a plastic garbage bag.
- Raymond Bettoun: Pasco, your the one who is going to die, in spite of all your guards.
- Pasco Meisner: I'm Gonna Die? We gotta scoop here, whos gonna kill me you?
- Raymond Bettoun: Could be, yes
- Pasco Meisner: Amigo, I've looked death in the face a dozen times. Didn't look like you.
- Roland Bettoun: Eli, it looks you put on weight.
- Eli Bettoun: I don't think so.
- Roland Bettoun: Oh well, it looks like it.
- Narrator: God's clock isn't set like ours is.
- Pasco Meisner: [to Raymond Bettoun who has pointed the gun at him] In this business you always end up on one side of a gun or the other. Shoot.
- [Empties his glass of champagne on the ground]
- Pasco Meisner: Go a head.
- [Throwing away the glass]
- Pasco Meisner: Shoot. Pasco Meisner gonna die on his feet! Fu^k you!
- [Raymond Bettoun shoots him]