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Quotes
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The Boss : What was on your agenda today? I can't remember.
John : We had to kill "Frankie Rubber Butt".
The Boss : Ah.
[opens a locker]
The Boss : *This* Frankie Rubber Butt? The one who steals the betting money? Oh, shut up!
[slams the locker]
The Boss : The arsehole who sold seven of our men to the FBI?
[holds up a photo of Frank Contropelo]
The Boss : Or was it this one?
Jack : That's him, boss.
The Boss : Frankie Backcomber. The barber on the 15th Street. You had to kill a spy! You killed a barber instead. I don't know what to do with you, guys. Two weeks ago you collected the protection money from the wrong shops! And today you killed a barber!
Jack : There's also the bourbon incident.
The Boss : What bourbon?
Jack : It was a bourbon we were supposed to deliver, but we downed it all at Billy Rotten Gum's party.
The Boss : What am I supposed to do? Come on - tell me!
Jack : Well...
The Boss : Jack! It's a rhetorical question, you're not meant to answer it!