Isn't that something? Middle of a drought and the water commissioner drowns. Only in L.A.
I goddamn near lost my nose. And I like it. I like breathing through it. And I still think you're hiding something.
If you can't see the angles no more, you're in trouble.
Favor gonna kill you faster than a bullet.
You're a very nosy fellow, kitty cat. Huh? You know what happens to nosy fellows? Huh? No? Wanna guess? Huh? No? Okay. They lose their noses.
What can I tell you, kid? You're right. When you're right, you're right, and you're right.
The dream don't come no closer by itself. We gotta run after it now.