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Chance: Luckily, Gerard got wind of the plot while we still have time to do something about it.
Victoria: Lucky? Is that the word you'd use?
Chance: Well, we're lowering the bar today.
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Guerrero: I lived in this city for eight years, dude. There's certain things you just just don't do here, like question a New Yorker when he's giving you directions. Don't use crosswalks. Don't eat pizza with a fork and a knife.
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Victoria: Be honest. How certain were you that would work?
Chance: About 50/50.
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Victoria: Connor Dunham? Ex-IRA Enforcer? Sworn enemy of the crown?
Chance: Gerard didn't know who to trust in his own security detail, so he went to an outside party.
Victoria: An outside party?
Chance: It kind of makes sense.
Victoria: But the man put a bounty on my head!
Chance: That's just a rumor.
Victoria: It was on the front page of the Telegraph--£100,000.
Chance: Really?
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Guerrero: Hey, "Kill Zone," take a look at this.
Winston: That's clever. You know, how you take the last thing I said and turn it into my nickname or something? Yeah, that's clever.
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Victoria: So what exactly do they call this look?
Chance: A technical term would be "bridge and tunnel."
Victoria: It's not gonna work. You can still see my face.
Chance: Um, trust me, no one's looking at your face.
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Victoria: I wasn't aware that fornicating in convenience store bathrooms was common practice.
Chance: Welcome to New York.
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Guerrero: It's not like I never had my shot with royalty.
Winston: A stripper wearing a tiara does not constitute royalty.