Cole: What you do, mug a yuppie and steal his clothes?
Frankie: This? I thought a little change of pace, dressing for success. Well, you're diggin' it, right?
Cole: Yeah, yeah.
Cameron: Oh yeah, yeah, especially the suspenders. But Grandpa know you took 'em?
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Cameron: What're you working on?
Frankie: (hurriedly) Huh? Ah, nothing, sorry.
Cole: You're not doing that Russian mail-order bride virtual catalogue thing again, are you?
Frankie: No, I told you, that was an intelligence-gathering exercise!
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Catlett: About what went down yesterday morning, I just wanted to say that.....well, I appreciate what you did.
Cameron: Well, I'm sure you would have done the same for me had the tables been turned.
Catlett: Well yeah, but I also should point out that had you and Cole responded more quickly, Lena would still be in my custody.
Cameron: You're kidding, right?
Catlett: Well, I'm willing to take some of the responsibility for her escape.....
Cameron: (interrupting) Well, that's mighty big of you.
Catlett: ....Even though it was my job to provide transport and yours to provide security.
Cameron: And your pen, your gun, and your negligence that led to her escape.
Catlett: That's insubordinate, Westlake.
Cameron: Only if I'm talking to a superior, which I'm not.
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