Jared Leto credited as playing...
- Junior: How do we get into that room?
- [Burnham laughs]
- Junior: Hey! What is funny about this? Is this shit funny to you?
- Burnham: Well, I spent the last 12 years of my life building these rooms specifically to keep out people like us.
- Junior: It's all so ironic and amusing, okay? Now, how do we get in?
- Junior: Any other schoolyard bullshit you wanna settle, or can we get the fuck back to work?
- Raoul: Don't you take no tone with me, jerkwad, 'cause I'll shove it up your ass and snap it off.
- Junior: You know what? You're a bus driver, *Raoul*! You live in Flatbush! So don't start spouting some Elmore Leonard bullshit you just heard because I saw that movie too.
- Junior: [looking through the medicine cabinet] How do you live in New York and not have a single percocet?
- Raoul: Say that shit about the money again, babycakes.
- Junior: When? B-b-b-before?
- Raoul: Yeah. B-b-b-b-b-b-before.
- Junior: She's coming down to you!
- Burnham: Hey, I told you, I don't hurt people.
- Junior: [after swallowing a bunch of pills] All she's got is Nyquill and fucking Midol!
- Junior: Listen, goddamn it! I'm in charge here! Now what the hell is goin' on?
- [Junior watches Raoul and Burnham hooking up the propane tank to the air duct]
- Junior: Oh, this is good. This could work. I was just thinking we should do something like this!
- Junior: [shouts] Worst that's gonna happen is... is they'll pass out. They'll have a hang over.
- Burnham: How are we gonna get in there if they pass out, Junior?
- Junior: [pauses] Cut it back a little.
- Junior: What the fuck is this? They're not supposed to be here!
- Junior: [Junior is burned by flaming propaine gas and very mad] You fucking bitch! You fucking bitch! I'm coming in *there*!
- Raoul: Calm the fuck down.
- Junior: [as they are arguing over siphoning propane into the Panic Room] Shut the fuck up. There are people trying to sleep over there.
- [indicating neighbors]
