The Limey (1999)

Nicky Katt: Stacy

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• Stacy : What's the smartest thing that ever came out of a woman's mouth? Einstein's cock.

• Uncle John : How much?

  Stacy : Five grand.

  Uncle John : Heyy.

  Stacy : Got half in my pocket.

  Uncle John : We makin' trouble for someone?

  Stacy : Yep.

  Uncle John : Which kind?

  Stacy : [pause]  ... the forever kind.

• Stacy : Why don't they make shows about people's daily lives you'd be interested in watching? You know, like "Sick Old Man" or "Skinny Little Weakling." "Big Fat Guy." Wouldn't you watch a show called "Big Fat Guy"? I'd watch that fucking show.

• Stacy : You know what, man? I'd tell you to blow it out your ass, but my dick's in the way.

• Stacy : This is un-fucking-professional, man.

  Jim Avery : Well you see, a successful man like me has limitations. I lose touch with the street level so, I have to depend on a smart boy like you. A lot closer to the nitty and the gritty than I am.

  Stacy : Hey, fuck you, Mr. whatever-your-name-is, alright? This is a lifestyle I embrace.

• Stacy : I got a guy on the inside.

  Uncle John : Who's that?

  Stacy : You know that putz, Tom, from Seattle?

  Uncle John : Tom... Tom Johanssen?

  Stacy : Yeah, from Seattle. I sent him to Avery.

  Uncle John : What'd he say?

  Stacy : What'd he say? He said they're taking a road trip up the coast, you know. Him and Avery, a couple guys.

  Uncle John : You think we oughta hit this English guy again?

  Stacy : Yeah, man, yeah! If he hasn't gotten whacked in Bucktown, we might still have our aces. I just can't fucking figure out who this guy is, you know? A courier, a buyer, seller. Anyway, Avery wants him. Those jigs wanted him. You can bet your ass there's a briefcase somewhere.

  Uncle John : A briefcase. So what do you think's in it?

  Stacy : Drugs, cash, whatever- both if we're lucky, you know?