Mr. Noonan: I'll tell ya, Angel, it's a little out of my line. Like, it'd be a snap if you wanted me to follow this dog, or rough him up or get some pictures of him in a motel, but...knockin' him off?
Stella: Why? It's not as if I'm asking you to kill a person.
Mr. Noonan: Well, no. But this is a well-known mutt. I mean, he's an heir.