Anatomia de um Assassino

Bill Chrushank: [Bill confronts Dr. Agatha Webb to remove the arm] I want it off.

Dr. Agatha Webb: Are you insane?

Bill Chrushank: I've got serious problems doctor. I hit my kid, I tried to strangle my wife, I have nightmares every night! Look it's, it's okay alright? The arm's fine, I don't want it. Just give it to somebody else, just give me a hook or something.

Dr. Agatha Webb: Do you realize what I and my team accomplished with that arm of yours? Don't you realize that if a gun were put to my head I wouldn't jeopardize the accomplishment that your surgery represents.

Bill Chrushank: CAN'T YOU SEE THIS ARM IS KILLING ME!

Dr. Agatha Webb: I'm sorry to put this so bluntly Bill, but the pain your in just isn't that important when I balance it against the significance of the experiment.

Bill Chrushank: You won't perform the operation on removing the arm?

Dr. Agatha Webb: No. And I'll see you put in a mental institution before I let you undo what I've done.

Bill Chrushank: Let me be blunt doctor, but why don't you go fuck yourself!

Dr. Agatha Webb: Get the hell out of this office!

Bill Chrushank: FUCK YOU AND ALL OF YOUR BULLSHIT! I WANT THIS FUCKING ARM OFF!