- Isaac: Where are my diamonds, Alicia? Maybe I didn't explain to you our retirement policy... there isn't one.
- Martin: I'm not asking you to stop thinking about her. I'm just saying every guy needs a little... huh?
- Wes Wilson: I'm taking care of myself.
- Martin: Sure you do. All right, I'm gonna go have a smoke and leave you with some people.
- Wes Wilson: I thought you quit.
- Martin: Ah, good health is only gonna keep me in bad marriage.
- Wes Wilson: Hey, what the hell is this?
- Isaac: Mr. Boone will accompany you inside.
- Wes Wilson: Why?
- Isaac: Insurance, Mr. Wilson.
- Wes Wilson: The girl isn't enough?
- Isaac: They rarely are.
- Boone: [to Wes] You know that book you wrote talking about gender roles and relationships? You know, the guy should cook for his wife once a week? Any recipes you recommend?
- Samantha: Nicole, how's the Bureau?
- Nicole Williams: How does it feel to be alive?
- Wes Wilson: You two know each other?
- Samantha: She's been tracking me for years.
- Nicole Williams: So, Wes, anything you wanna tell me?
- Wes Wilson: Me? Who the hell are you?
- Samantha: She's a fed.
- Wes Wilson: Wait, wait a sec. You both are in on this? I don't believe it.
- Samantha: I told you. She wants the diamonds.
- Nicole Williams: No, we want the list.
- Wes Wilson: I've cared about 2 women in my life and they've both lied to me. Not little white lies, but big, huge get-me-killed kind of lies.
- Wes Wilson: Hey, please don't put me in this trunk. Please. Come on. I'm claustrophobic.
- Boone: I don't care what kind of disease you have.
- Samantha: Where are you?
- Wes Wilson: Sam. Sam! Sam! I'm in the trunk of a car!
- Samantha: Well, what are you doing there?
- Wes Wilson: Oh, this is my thing. It's what I do. I'm just relaxing.
- Samantha: Where are they taking you?
- Wes Wilson: They failed to mention that before they threw me in here.
- Samantha: What happened? Are you okay?
- Wes Wilson: We just hit a bump. Major pothole. Drive a little safer, would you? Jackass!
- Samantha: Wes, if I hadn't died that night, we would both be dead right now.
- Wes Wilson: Oh, what? So you're gonna say you did all this shit for me? Thanks a lot.
- Wes Wilson: I'll put in my next book. How does that sound?
- Isaac: Like having my balls licked by a porcupine.
- Boone: I couldn't help but overhear you guys talking. I understand you're an agent?
- Martin: That's right.
- Boone: I got this idea for a book. It's a cookbook with recipes for couples in trouble.
- Martin: Who else knows about this?
- Boone: Nobody. Well, a few, but they're not around anymore.
- Martin: Let's keep it that way. Martin Rivera. Nice to meet ya.