Maxine: Vincent, I almost lost you, just let me do your damn laundry okay?!? (Vincent goes back upstairs) (Maxine begins to cry)
Maxine: This city is going to hell in a handbasket. The crime in this city is out of control! Didn't I just pay taxes to put more police out on the street to breakdown crime and then this happens?
Vincent (after getting shot): Do you think I could get some sort of tranquilizer? Doctor: Sure, if you think you need it. Vincent: It's not for me. (They both stare at Maxine who is freaking out.)
Maxine: No, if I sit still, I'll think terrible things. Like, how hard is it to hire a hitman? And, do they take credit cards?
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