My Guess Is You ll Never Hear From Him Again

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Verbal: Later on that my guess is that you will never hear from him once again. The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the globe he did not be. And like that... he is gone.

Dave Kujan: Practice y'all believe in him, Verbal?

Exact: Keaton always said, "I don't believe in God, merely I'm afraid of him." Well I believe in God, and the only thing that scares me is Keyser Soze.

Verbal: Who is Keyser Soze? He is supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody believed he was existent. Nobody ever saw him or knew anybody that ever worked directly for him, but to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could take worked for Soze. Yous never knew. That was his ability. The greatest play a trick on the Devil ever pulled was convincing the globe he didn't exist. And like that, poof. He's gone.

[suspects in a lineup are asked to read a phrase]

Interrogation Cop: Number one, step forward.

Hockney: Manus me the keys, you fucking cocksucker.

Interrogation Cop: Number 2, step forwards.

McManus: Give me the fucking keys, you fucking cocksucking motherfucker, aaarrrghh.

Interrogation Cop: Knock it off. Get dorsum. Number 3, step forwards.

Fenster: [laughing] Hand me the keys, you cocksucker.

Interrogation Cop: In English, please?

Fenster: Excuse me?

Interrogation Cop: In English language.

Fenster: Hand me the fucking keys, y'all cocksucker, what the fuck?

Kobayashi: Ane cannot exist betrayed if i has no people.

Verbal: How exercise you lot shoot the devil in the back? What if you lot miss?

Verbal: A man can convince anyone he's somebody else, but never himself.

Arkosh Kovash: [in Hungarian] Why are you just continuing in that location, you idiot? I'm not speaking English language am I? Wouldn't it make sense to detect someone who could talk to me so yous could find the person that set me on burn down, perhaps? He is the Devil. You've never seen anyone like Keyser Soze in all your miserable life, you idiot. Keyser Soze. Do you at least empathise that? Keyser Soze. The Devil himself. Or are y'all American policemen then stupid that you haven't even heard of him? Keyser Soze, you ridiculous man. KEYSER SOZE.

Hockney: What about it, pretzel human being? What's your story?

Keaton: His name's Verbal. Verbal Kint.

McManus: Verbal?

Keaton: Yeah.

Verbal: 'Roger', really. People say I talk too much.

Hockney: Yeah, I was just gonna tell you to shut upwardly.

Fenster: You do some time, they never let you go. They care for me like a criminal. I'll end upwards a criminal.

Hockney: You are a criminal.

Fenster: Why you gotta go and practice that? I'm trying to brand a betoken.

Interrogation Cop: I can put you in Queens on the night of the hijacking.

Hockney: Actually? I alive in Queens. Did you put that together yourself, Einstein? What, do you got a team of monkeys working around the clock on this?

[nearly Keyser Soze]

Verbal: So he showed those men of will what will really was.

Dave Kujan: First day on the job, yous know what I learned? How to spot a murderer. Permit's say you abort three guys for the same killing. You put them all in jail overnight. The next morning, whoever's sleeping is your homo. You meet, if you're guilty, yous know you're caught, you get some rest, you lot let your baby-sit downwardly.

[after being strip-searched]

Fenster: Human, I had a finger up my asshole tonight.

Hockney: Is information technology Friday already?

[in interrogation room]

Interrogation Cop: You know what happens if you lot do another turn in the joint?

Hockney: Fuck your male parent in the shower and so have a snack? Are you going to charge me dickhead?

[get-go lines]

Keyser Soze: How you doing Keaton?

Keaton: I tin can't feel my legs... Keyser.

Verbal: It was Keyser Soze, Agent Kujan. I hateful the Devil himself. How do you shoot the Devil in the dorsum? What if you miss?

Verbal: Dorsum when I was picking beans in Guatemala, we used to make fresh coffee, right off the trees I mean. That was expert. This is shit simply, hey, I'yard in a police station.

Verbal: What the cops never figured out, and what I know now, was that these men would never interruption, never lie downwardly, never bend over for everyone. Anybody.

cop: Todd Hockney?

Hockney: Who wants to know?

cop: New York Law Department.

[Hockney drops his screwdriver, sighs and reaches nether the body of the car]

cop: Shit! Freeze! Concord it!

[Hockney really pulls out a red cloth which he uses to wipe his face]

Hockney: You sure you lot brought enough guys?

Verbal: Where's your head, Amanuensis Kujan? Where practice you remember the pressure's coming from? Keyser Soze - or whatsoever y'all want to call him - he knows where I am right now. He's got the front end burner under your ass to permit me become and then he tin scoop me up ten minutes later. Immunity was just a deal with you lot assholes. I got a whole new problem when I post bail.

Dave Kujan: And then why play into his easily? We can protect you.

Exact: Oh, gee, thank you, Dave. Bang-up task and then far. Extortion, coercion. You'll pardon me if I inquire you lot to kiss my pucker. The aforementioned fuckers that rounded us upward and sank u.s.a. into this mess are gonna bail me out? Fuck y'all. Y'all call back yous can catch Keyser Soze? You think a guy like that comes this shut to getting caught and sticks his head out? If he comes up for annihilation, it will be to get rid of me. After that... my estimate is y'all'll never hear from him again.

Exact: [concluding line of the film] And like that... he'due south gone.

McManus: Old McDonald had a farm ee i ee i o. And on that farm he shot some guys. Badda boom badda bing bang boom.

Verbal: He lets the last Hungarian go. He waits until his wife and kids are in the ground and and so he goes afterwards the residue of the mob. He kills their kids, he kills their wives, he kills their parents and their parents' friends. He burns downwards the houses they live in and the stores they piece of work in, he kills people that owe them coin. And like that he was gone. Underground. Nobody has ever seen him since. He becomes a myth, a spook story that criminals tell their kids at night. "Rat on your pop, and Keyser Soze will get yous." And no-ane always actually believes.

Exact: [to Kujan] If I told you the Loch Ness monster hired me to hit the harbor, what would you say?

Exact: [Emotionally as he leaves Kajun and the role] Fuckin' cops!

Verbal: To a cop the caption is never that complicated. Information technology'south always unproblematic. There's no mystery to the street, no curvation criminal behind it all. If y'all got a dead trunk and you think his brother did it, you're gonna find out you're right.

Verbal: [referring to Rabin] That guy is tense. Tension is a killer. I used to exist in a barbershop quartet in Skokie, Illinois. The baritone was this guy named Kip Diskin, big fat guy, I mean, like, orca fat. He was so stressed in the morn...

Dave Kujan: Verbal, you know we're trying to help y'all.

Exact: Sure, and I appreciate that. And I wanna help you, Amanuensis Kujan. I similar cops. I would've liked to have been a fed myself, but my CP...

Dave Kujan: Verbal, yous're not telling u.s.a. everything. I know yous know something.

Verbal: I told the DA everything I know.

Dave Kujan: Exact, I know yous like Keaton. I know you think he's a practiced man.

Verbal: I know he was good.

Dave Kujan: He was a corrupt cop.

Exact: Sure, 15 years ago, only he was a good thief. Anyway, the cops wouldn't let him go legit.

Dave Kujan: Dean Keaton was a piece of shit.

Verbal: Are you trying to get a rising out of me, Amanuensis Kujan?

Dave Kujan: I just wanna hear your story.

Verbal: It'due south all there. May I accept a cigarette?

Keaton: This whole affair was a shakedown.

McManus: What makes yous say that?

Keaton: How many times you been in a lineup? It's always you and four dummies. PD are paying homeless guys $ten a head half the fourth dimension. And there's no fashion they'd line five felons in the aforementioned row. No way. And what'southward a - What's a voice lineup? Public defender could get you out of that 1.

Dave Kujan: You know a dealer named Ruby Deamer, Verbal?

Verbal: You know a religious guy named John Paul?

Dave Kujan: You lot know Carmine's in Attica?

Verbal: He didn't take my lawyer.

Jeff Rabin: I'm telling y'all this guy is protected from up on loftier by the Prince of Darkness.

Dave Kujan: Keaton was Keyser Söze!

Exact: Noo!

Dave Kujan: The kind of human being who can wrangle the wills of men like Hockney and McManus. The kind of homo who could engineer a law line-up, for all these years of contacts in NYPD. The kind of man who could kill Edie Finneran.

[3 seconds of silence]

Dave Kujan: She was plant yesterday in a hotel in Pennsylvania, shot twice in the head.

Keaton: I'm a businessman at present.

Interrogation Cop: Yeah? What's that, the restaurant business organization? No. From now on, you lot're in the gettin'-fucked-past-us business organisation.

Fenster: The way I hear information technology, Soze is some kind of butcher. A peerless, psycho, fucked-upward butcher.

Dave Kujan: Of course, I tin't show this. But I tin't prove the best part either... Dean Keaton was expressionless. Did yous know that? He died in a burn two years ago during the investigation into the murder of a witness who was going to testify against him. Ii people watched Dean Keaton walk into a warehouse he owned just before information technology blew upward. They said he went in to check a leaking gas master. Information technology blew up and took all of Dean Keaton with it. Inside three months of the explosion, the two witnesses, they were dead. Ane killed himself in his car; the other roughshod down an open up elevator shaft.

Arturro Marquez: He'due south here! I *know* he's hither! That's him, I'm telling you that'southward him! You hear me? I'k telling y'all it'southward *Keyser Soze*!

McManus: What am I supposed to do with that?

[McManus throws bag of heroin at Redfoot. Redfoot catches it]

Redfoot the Debate: I don't know, feed it to the gimp. Ease his hurting; I don't know what that is.

[Redfoot throws purse at Exact]

McManus: What do you mean you don't know?

[Keaton lays a hand on McManus]

Keaton: Shut upward.

Redfoot the Fence: I don't know. I got thrown this job by some lawyer.

Keaton: Yeah? Who?

Redfoot the Fence: I don't know. Some limey. He'southward a middleman for someone, OK? He doesn't say, I don't ask.

McManus: You're full of shit.

Redfoot the Debate: Fuck you.

McManus: Fuck y'all.

Keaton: Listen to me. We want to meet him. OK?

Redfoot the Debate: That's funny. He called me last night, he says he wants to meet you guys.

Keaton: OK. We'll meet him. Skillful. Practice that. No problem. Permit's go.

[Keaton turns around, ready to leave. McManus grabs him]

McManus: I don't like it, Dean. I don't like it. Wait a minute. One more affair, tough guy. Any more surprises, and I'm gonna kill yous.

Redfoot the Argue: You're such a tough guy, McManus. Practise me a favour, right. Get the fuck off my dick.

[Redfoot flicks his cigarette barrel at McManus and information technology lands on McManus'due south eye]

McManus: Fuck!

[McManus lunges at him in rage and has to be restrained by Keaton]

Redfoot the Fence: Put a ternion on that puppy. You know, it's an awful shame about Saul gettin' whacked. Cops'll be looking for the guys who did it. Sooner or later they're gonna come up around asking me. You accept a sweet night, ladies.

Exact: McManus came to us with the chore, Fenster got the vans, Hockney supplied the hardware, I came through with how to practise it so no one got killed, simply Keaton... Keaton put on the finishing bear upon. A fiddling 'fuck you' from the five of us to the NYPD.

Hockney: [Sarcastically as a plethora of cops come in to abort him] Sre y'all sure you brought enough guys?

Fenster: I don't know anything most no fuckin' truck.

Interrogation Cop: Oh, yes? Well, your friend McManus told us a unlike story altogether.

Fenster: Oh, is that the one nearly the hooker with the dysentery?

Exact: It didn't make sense that I'd be there. I mean, these guys were hard-core hijackers, merely there I was. At that betoken I wasn't scared, I knew I hadn't done annihilation they could practise me for. As well, it was fun. I got to make like I was notorious.

Keaton: [after finding Fenster'south torso] It's not payback! Information technology'south precaution. You lot want payback? You wanna run? I don't care! I'm not doing this for Fenster, I'k not doing it for you lot... I'm doing it for me. I'm gonna finish this thing. This Kobayashi bounder is not gonna stand up on me!

Kobayashi: Mr. Redfoot knew nothing. Mr. Soze rarely works with the aforementioned people for very long, and they never know who they're working for. Ane cannot be betrayed if 1 has no people.

Fenster: So why are you lot telling us?

Kobayashi: Because yous have stolen from Mr.Soze, Mr Fenster. All of you. That yous did not know you lot stole from him is the only reason you lot are still alive. He feels yous owe him. You will repay your debt.

Hockney: All correct, fuck the debt. And fuck y'all! How do we know you work for Soze?

Kobayashi: I don't think that is very relevant, Mr Hockney. All v of you are responsible for the murder of Saul Berg and his bodyguards. Mr. Redfoot tin testify to your involvement, and nosotros can see to it that he will.

McManus: 1, 2, three, 4, 5, half dozen, vii. Oswald was a fag.

Jack Baer, FBI: Mind, transport me someone who can speak Hungarian. Yeah he's awake, he's talking like a Thai hooker.

Verbal: The DA gave me immunity.

Dave Kujan: Not from me. You get no amnesty from me, you piece of shit. Every criminal I take put in prison, every cop that owes me a favor, every creep and scumbag that walks the streets for a living will know the name of Verbal Kint. Now y'all talk to me, or that precious immunity they seem and so fit to grant you won't be worth the paper the contract put out on your life is printed on.

Exact: I came clean; I told information technology similar information technology happened on the gunkhole. So what if I left out how I got there. Information technology was so full of holes the DA would take told me to accident amnesty up my ass. So you got what y'all wanted out of me, so large fucking bargain.

Dave Kujan: So that's why you never told the DA.

Verbal: Y'all tell me, Agent Kujan, if I told you the Loch Ness Monster hired me to hitting the harbor, what would you say?

Dave Kujan: Turn land'south show; we'll put you lot on the stand. We'll hear it out.

Verbal: I've got amnesty now, what could you possibly offer me?

Kobayashi: Get your residual, Gentlemen. The boat will be ready for you lot on Friday. If I see you or any of your friends earlier then, Miss. Finneran volition find herself the victim of a virtually gruesome violation before she dies. Equally will your father, Mr. Hockney. and your Uncle Randall in Arizona, Mr. Kint. I might but desexualize Mr. McManus'south nephew, David. Practice I make myself clear?

Fenster: [Goggle box Edit] Hand me the keys, yous fairy godmother.

Kobayashi: Before yous... do me in, Mr. McManus, yous will allow me finish my business organisation with Ms. Finneran first, won't yous?

Keaton: What did you say?

Kobayashi: Edie Finneran. She'southward upstairs in my office for an extradition degradation. I requested that she be put on the case personally. She flew in yesterday. No matter. Impale abroad, Mr. McManus.

McManus: We gotta bury him.

Hockney: With what?

McManus: With our easily.

[McManus starts digging]

Hockney: Oh, this is nuts! It's dry fucking sand, McManus. When he rots the surfers are gonna odor him a mile away!

McManus: Dig, you fuck!

Keaton: McManus. What the fuck is going on?

McManus: The strangest matter...

Strausz: Do yous guys know who the fuck I am? Exercise you know who the fuck I am?

[Hockney rips cop's badge off]

Hockney: We exercise now, wiggle-off.

Dave Kujan: Human, you're a slob.

Jeff Rabin: Yes, but it all has a system, Dave. Information technology all makes sense when y'all look at it correct. You gotta, like stand back from information technology, you lot know? You want to see a existent horror evidence? See my garage.

Redfoot the Debate: You guys interested in whatever more work?

McManus: Nosotros're e'er looking for extra work.

Keaton: We're on vacation.

Redfoot the Fence: Well. That's as well bad. I got a ton of work and I don't have any skilful people. Non similar you guys.

McManus: What's the job?

Redfoot the Contend: There's this jeweler out of Texas named Saul. He rents a suite, some downtown hotel. Does free appraisals for people, sometimes he buys, sometimes he doesn't. Anyhow, the give-and-take is he carries effectually a lotta cash. So I figure, I continue the merchandise, you keep the light-green. Elementary.

Hockney: What nigh security?

Redfoot the Argue: Couple of bodyguards. Zilch you couldn't handle.

McManus: Requite me time to check it out?

Redfoot the Debate: I expect nothing less from you, human.

McManus: Skillful to see you. We'll call you.

Redfoot the Fence: Good to see y'all as well.

McManus: All correct.

Redfoot the Argue: Enjoy LA. Get yourself laid.

Keaton: There is no fucking coke!

McManus: There's nothing that can't be done.

[later on existence punched in the breadbasket past Keaton]

Verbal: I'll probably shit blood this evening.

Hockney: You kids gear up?

McManus: I would be if I didn't have to stop and answer to you.

McManus: The news said it's raining in New York.

[Hockney talks about Keaton'south girlfriend Edie Finneran while they're held after interrogation]

McManus: How about information technology, Keaton? Yous a lawyer's 'married woman'? What kinda retainer are you givin' her?

Hockney: What virtually it, pretzel man, what's your story?

Exact: Can I go some coffee?

Dave Kujan: In a while. Let'south talk about the lineup.

Verbal: I'g really thirsty. I used to dehydrate as a kid. One time it got so bad my piss came out similar snot. I'k non kidding, information technology was all thick and gooey.

Verbal: I did see Keaton get shot, I swear to you.

McManus: Better put a ternion on that puppy!

Kobayashi: My name is Kobayashi. I piece of work for Keyser Soze.

Fenster: Can yous hear me in the back? Hello?

cop: [police break into McManus'southward apartment while he sleeps] Mr. McManus?

McManus: [waking] Christ, don't y'all fucking guys ever slumber?

cop: We have a warrant for your arrest.

McManus: Fuck y'all, pig!

McManus: [Holding a gun to Kobayashi's head] I'm the guy that's gonna become ya. I but wanted you lot to know that.

Verbal: I just tin can't believe we're going to walk into sure death.

Dave Kujan: He was dead merely long plenty for the murder rap to blow over. And so he had lunch.

Fenster: So who in this goddamn p-cell stole the fuckin' truck?

Hockney: What did you lot say?

Fenster: Who stole the fuckin' truck?

Keaton: In that location's no way they'd line five felons in the same room, no style.

McManus: Dean Keaton... gone clean huh? Say it aint so.

Keaton: You requite me one good reason why I shouldn't impale you right now.

Keaton: Hey, uh... friend of mine in New York tells me that you know, that you knew Spook Hollis.

Redfoot the Fence: The manner I hear it, yous did fourth dimension with old Spook. Skilful homo, wasn't he? I used to run dope for him. Too bad he got shivved.

Keaton: Yeah... I shivved him. Better you lot hear it from me now than from somebody else subsequently.

Redfoot the Fence: I appreciate that. Only just out of curiosity, was information technology business or personal?

Keaton: A bit of both.

Redfoot the Debate: Well, like I said, you give me a phone call if you're interested.

[Redfoot and his crew begin to leave. McManus walks over to Keaton]

McManus: Is in that location a problem?

Keaton: One chore, that was the deal.

[Keaton turns and walks away]

McManus: One job?

[McManus laughs]

McManus: 1 job? That's a adept one, Keaton!

McManus: You run and we're gonna be digging a hole for y'all, you got that?

Exact: Large fat guy, I mean similar orca fat.

Hockney: You want a buckshot shampoo stubby?

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