The Usual Suspects (1995)
Kevin Pollak: Hockney
[suspects in a lineup are asked to read a phrase]
Interrogation Cop : Number 1, step forward.
Hockney : Hand me the keys, you fucking cocksucker.
Interrogation Cop : Number 2, step forward.
McManus : Give me the fucking keys, you fucking cocksucking motherfucker, aaarrrghh.
Interrogation Cop : Knock it off. Get back. Number 3, step forward.
Fenster : [laughing] Hand me the keys, you cocksucker.
Interrogation Cop : In English, please?
Fenster : Excuse me?
Interrogation Cop : In English.
Fenster : Hand me the fucking keys, you cocksucker, what the fuck?
cop : Todd Hockney?
Hockney : Who wants to know?
cop : New York Police Department.
[Hockney drops his screwdriver, sighs and reaches under the body of the car]
cop : Shit! Freeze! Hold it!
[Hockney actually pulls out a red cloth with which he uses to wipe his face]
Hockney : You sure you brought enough guys?
Kobayashi : Mr. Redfoot knew nothing. Mr. Soze rarely works with the same people for very long, and they never know who they're working for. One cannot be betrayed if one has no people.
Fenster : So why are you telling us?
Kobayashi : Because you have stolen from Mr.Soze, Mr Fenster. All of you. That you did not know you stole from him is the only reason you are still alive. He feels you owe him. You will repay your debt.
Hockney : All right, fuck the debt. And fuck you! How do we know you work for Soze?
Kobayashi : I don't think that is very relevant, Mr Hockney. All five of you are responsible for the murder of Saul Berg and his bodyguards. Mr. Redfoot can testify to your involvement, and we can see to it that he will.
Redfoot the Fence : You guys interested in any more work?
McManus : We're always looking for extra work.
Keaton : We're on vacation.
Redfoot the Fence : Well. That's too bad. I got a ton of work and I don't have any good people. Not like you guys.
McManus : What's the job?
Redfoot the Fence : 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. Anyway, the word is he carries around a lotta cash. So I figure, I keep the merchandise, you keep the green. Simple.
Hockney : What about security?
Redfoot the Fence : Couple of bodyguards. Nothing you couldn't handle.
McManus : Give me time to check it out?
Redfoot the Fence : I expect nothing less from you, man.
McManus : Good to see you. We'll call you.
Redfoot the Fence : Good to see you too.
McManus : All right.
Redfoot the Fence : Enjoy LA. Get yourself laid.
Hockney : [Sarcastically as a plethora of cops come in to arrest him] Sre you sure you brought enough guys?
Hockney : What about it, pretzel man, what's your story?
Hockney : You want a buckshot shampoo chubby?