- [first lines]
- Captor: We have reason to believe you are not who you say you are, Mr. Parker. Your wife and son, Mr. Leonard Turner, CIA. I have men posted outside their door, back in Virginia, United States.
- Leonard Turner: Come again?
- Captor: For you to get this close, you must have friends, informants, collaborators, inside my organization. I want their names.
- [hands him a pen]
- Leonard Turner: [begins writing] Everybody?
- Leonard Turner: [suddenly stabs him with the pen and subdues everyone in the room] You look so stupid with that pen in your neck.
- Leonard Turner: [pointing his own gun at him] Don't ever threaten my family again.
- Victoria: [to biker] Put the gun down!
- Harry Turner: [laying on pool table] Well, shit!
- Victoria: I missed you, too.
- [last lines]
- Victoria: [answers phone] Where are you?
- Harry Turner: In the office.
- Victoria: It doesn't sound like the office.
- Harry Turner: Okay. Maybe I'm visiting an old friend.
- Victoria: Are you gonna be able to handle this one without me?
- Harry Turner: Wait, you aren't coming?
- Victoria: Shit's about to get complicated.
- Harry Turner: I like complicated. Easy's boring.
- [watches Drake get into a car and blows it up]
- Robertson: Even your old man never put shot groups that tight down range.
- Harry Turner: Yeah, well...... paper targets don't shoot back.
- Robertson: Spoken like a true Turner.
- Ivan: This place like Russia, cold and wet.
- Leonard Turner: Very good for the skin, that's what they say.
- Ivan: Good skin is for hookers and potatoes.
- Leonard Turner: I hadn't thought of it that way.
