River Phoenix credited as playing...
Devo
- Rosalie Boca: They look like drug addicts.
- Devo Nod: Well, they are drug addicts.
- Rosalie Boca: Oh my God! You hired drug addicts?
- Devo Nod: Who'd you expect me to hire? The Red Cross?
- Nadja: They seem like very polite boys.
- Rosalie Boca: I don't like having drug addicts in my house!
- Nadja: Oh no, Rosalie. Don't think of them as drug addicts. Think of them as killers.
- Harlan James: This is only two hun'erd. We was promised five.
- Devo Nod: For killing him five, for wounding him two.
- Harlan James: You wanted me to shoot him so I shot him.
- Nadja: You woke him up! What good is that?
- [Discussing hiring a hit man to kill Joey]
- Devo Nod: How much can we pay?
- Rosalie Boca: As much as we have to.
- [Rosalie exits]
- Nadja: Yeah, you know, not too much. Try for discount.
- Lt. Larry Schooner: Jesus!
- Devo Nod: What?
- Lt. Larry Schooner: What the hell's going on here?
- Rosalie Boca: What's wrong?
- Sgt. Carlos Wiley: What is it?
- Lt. Larry Schooner: He's been shot in the head!
- Nadja: Ah!
- Rosalie Boca: Oh!
- Devo Nod: Really.
- Joey Boca: What.
- Nadja: No wonder he has headache!
- Lt. Larry Schooner: Headache? he's got a bullet in him! Carlos, get an ambulance over here right away.
- [see's Devo sneaking away]
- Lt. Larry Schooner: Devo!
- Devo Nod: ...I was gonna get a band-aid... for Joey...
- Rosalie Boca: [after Devo has shot Joey] Are you alright?
- Devo Nod: Am I alright? Am *I* al...? Why are you asking me if I'm alright? He's the one who got shot!
- Rosalie Boca: We didn't do it. I swear to God we didn't. We found him outside, on the lawn...
- Devo Nod: ...Right outside...
- Rosalie Boca: ...He was lying there, someone had shot him, and thrown him on the lawn...
- Nadja: Yeah, it was a mess...
- Rosalie Boca: ...It was terrible. So we brought him inside and we... we put him in bed... and... yep... It must have been the Mafia.
- Lt. Larry Schooner: Mafia?
- Devo Nod: The Mafia.
- Nadja: Yeah. Joey was Italian.
- Rosalie Boca: He *is* Italian.
- Devo Nod: He *is* Italian.
- Devo Nod: [upset tone] So... you guys took a taxi. How could you do that?
- Harlan James: What's wrong with that?
- Devo Nod: You came here to kill Joey.
- Harlan James: So what?
- Devo Nod: So, it's generally not a very good idea to take a taxi to the scene of a crime!
- Marlon: Hey, man! Be cool, okay? I mean... the dude's only a taxi driver. He's not like, you know, whats-his-name. What's his name?
- Devo Nod: Who?
- Marlon: Uh... you know... uh...
- Harlan James: Yeah... right.
- Devo Nod: [frustrated sigh] Never mind. Forget about it. It's done.