Isn't that something? Middle of a drought and the water commissioner drowns. Only in L.A.
What can I tell you, kid? You're right. When you're right, you're right, and you're right.
A naked man with a gun? Do you really expect anyone to believe that?
Go back to Jersey, sonny. This is the City of the Angels, and you haven't got any wings.
Oh, great. You get the girl, I get the coroner.
I goddamn near lost my nose. And I like it. I like breathing through it. And I still think you're hiding something.
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.
Some men get the world. Others get ex-hookers and a trip to Arizona.