Brass (about a victim): Maybe you bumped into him at a grocery store sometime.
Jerzy: I don't go out. I don't shop. I don't bump.
Brass: But you do paint dead people.
Riley: I paint people who look dead, and you would weep if you knew how much I made doing that. If you haven't noticed our culture seems to be obessed with sex and death.
Brass: I've noticed.
Jerzy: I'm gonna save you some time because I know what's on your mind. I don't kill my models. I don't even bang them much anymore, occasionally, of course. I find that not with same gusto and verve with as the days go by.
Brass: You bang Carla Perotti?
Jerzy: I'm not doing women.
Brass: You mind if I have a look around?
Jerzy: I'd like to paint you in the nude.
Brass: I don't do nude. Where would I pin the badge?