Changes, Vic. Honour, friendship: they all change.

Victor: We're stalking a Buddhist nun.  Well, this is a new low.
Li Ann: She might have terrorist links, ok?
Victor: She's 72 years old. She's a nun. I love my job.
Li Ann: We don't know who's around her.
Victor: So all of a sudden you're Elmer the safety elephant?
Li Ann: What?
Victor: It was in the file, remember? "Probability of violence: low." Probability of meaning: zero.
Victor: Look, there's meaning, right there.
Mac: Huh?
Victor: Normal people having lives -- where is my clip?
Li Ann: It's in your gun! Hello? What's the matter with you lately? It's like you have
            no attention span.
Mac: That's even less than me. You know?
Li Ann: Which isn't saying much.
Victor: There's something going on there.
Li Ann: Over here, too.
Mac: They're coming out at the end of that alley. Show time.
Victor: Hey, they're not fooling around.
Mac: What are we doing? Playing pretend?
Victor: Do you mind?
Li Ann: Listen for us, ok? You're backup.
Victor: I know. Why don't you leave them alone?
Antonella: The ugly one's got a knife.
Victor: The ugly one? That doesn't narrow it down much. You're in trouble.
Guy: Oh, yeah? Why don't you tell me how come?
Victor: 'Cause I know you.
Guy: Nice, ha, ha.
Mac: This is not good.
Li Ann: What are you worried about? Vic's backing us up.
Mac: They've got real guns.
Li Ann: This isn't a drill, Vic.
Victor: Ha, you all right?
Antonella: Yeah...it's the '90s. We got to take care of ourselves.
Li Ann: Vic, shoot out the light.
Antonella: My name's Antonella.
Victor: Hi -- Victor.
Antonella: Nice to meet you, Victor.
Mac: Vic!
Victor: Sorry. I'm working.
Antonella: Victor...thanks.
Mac: There goes the Buddhist nun!
Li Ann: Thanks for the backup.
Victor: What? I-- Hey!

Action!
 

Victor: Ok. Hmm, I got an idea. How about at least one of you talks to me? Even you.
Women...guns, my haircut. I'll take anything.

Director: You'll get nothing. And you'll like it.
Victor: Like every other day.
Director: Oh, no, today is not like every other day. Today is different -- today your
            partners get a new case.
Mac: What happened to the Buddhist nun?
Director: She's long gone.
Victor: Are you just gonna give up?
Director: You think so? Unlike you, I never give up on a case.
Victor: Those girls were in trouble.
Director: Call a cop.
Victor: I'm a cop.
Director: Not any more.
Victor: I'm never going to stop helping people.
Li Ann: Oh, except us.
Victor: You were fine.
Mac: Hey, we got shot at.
Victor: So what else is new?
Director: Today they got shot at when they didn't have to. That's whey they're getting a
            new case and you're getting a suspension.
Victor: Excuse me?
Director: Yeah, I'm suspending you for three days.
Victor: You can't split us up.
Director: At the risk of repeating myself, I can do whatever I like.

Fausto: Your name Victor?
Victor: No.
Fausto: "6'1", short brown hair, really, really cute." To her, I guess. You really
            made quite an impression last night, Vic.
Victor: Don't mess with the eight-track.
Fausto: We're not too technical. You'll have to wire it up yourself. Don't forget to
            mail in the warranty. It's taped to the back of the speakers.

Mac: Slide over.
Li Ann: I drive better.
Mac: What?
Li Ann: I drive better. And if they try to make a break for it, we're ready.
Mac: I'm the male. I'm supposed to drive. Come on, it's a biological thing. You're
        a control freak, that's what you are. This is not fair. We do our job, we get
        bad take-out. Vic doesn't, he gets three days off.
Li Ann: That's his punishment, you know. Work makes him happy, so if he's not working, he's miserable.
Mac: Chump. You know, there's something about her.
Li Ann: Yeah, her phone's three grand and her heels are too high.
Mac: That's Jackie Janczyk.
Li Ann: Didn't we just put her away? What is she doing out of jail?
Mac: That's what I'd like to know.

Fausto: Go to the back. Go to the back.
Orsini: You must be Victor.
Victor: And you guys are what, huh? Moose? Elks? Knights of Pithius? What?
Orsini: We're just being careful. A lot of people come on to us.
Victor: I look like I'm coming on to you?
Orsini: Want anything? Espresso, cappuccino?
Victor: No, thanks, man, I'm caffeined out.
Orsini: Fausto was going to get you something. How'd he do?
Victor: Oh, the stereo?
Orsini: Wasn't cheap, I hope.
Victor: No, I'm sure it fell off the back of a very fine truck.
Fausto: Hey, that's good stuff. Directly from the distributor.
Orsini: The technology these days, huh? Laser disk, DVDs, high-definition. Whoo, hurts
            my head. So, if you don't like it, we'll get you something else.
Victor: No offence, Mr., uh...
Orsini: Orsini, Carmello Orsini.
Victor: I don't know you, and I probably don't want to. So if you don't mind, I'll get on my way.
Orsini: Oh, sit down, sit down. You look like a cop.
Victor: I was one. Former life.
Orsini: I know a lot of cops through my charitable work.
Victor: Ha! Yeah?
Orsini: You believe me?
Victor: Why not?
Orsini: No prejudgments -- I like that. And no show of fear. That's good too.
Victor: Yeah, there's nothing to be afraid of yet.
Orsini: Except the unknown.
Victor: [ laughing ] I'm afraid of a lot of things, but I know what they are. Things I
            don't know... they don't bother me.
Orsini: My niece was right. You're a man of courage, of respect.
Victor: What niece?
Antonella: Hi, Vic. I hope you don't mind, but, um, I wanted to see you again.

Director: Well, you're on the road to redemption.
Victor: I'm on the road to home.
Director: Au contraire, mon frere. You're in a nest of criminals. Now, we're not going to blow that.
Victor: I was with them for an hour. Do you want to know my first impression of these
            people? They're ok. They're ok people. I don't want to take advantage of them.
Director: Let me tell you what you'll do--
Victor: I'll tell you what I'll do. I'm going to finish my suspension.
Director: Victor, wh-- are you trying to oppose me?
Victor: I'm not going to jerk these people arod for you, all right? I did something
            good for them, they showed me gratitude. You know, frankly, it's a nice change.
Director: You are talking about a group of criminals here. These are not ordinary people--
Victor: Oh, come on, or the government wants them out of business, or they personally
            piss you off? Whoa! How am I supposed to know what the real story is -- you
            lie. You lie to everybody and you're proud of it. Why should I trust you now?
Director: Because I'm telling you to--
Victor: Don't...please. Hmm-hmm, pass-adena.
Director: Beg your pardon.
Victor: I pass. Get it out of your head.
Director: Ha, I always get my own way, Victor.

Victor: For god's sakes, Fausto, why don't you just get a key to the place?
Fausto: If you'd like. That'd be nice. Come on, let's go.
Victor: Go where?
Fausto: To dinner.
Victor: Dinner?

[ cheers ]
Victor: Whoa!
Antonella: You are just getting more and more perfect.
Victor: Yeah, I no-- I kind of noticed that.
Orsini: You are a comedian, Vic.
Victor: I am?
Orsini: He's a cop. Hey, everybody, meet Victor the cop. Ha, ha, what are you gonna
            do, Vic, bust us? A made man from the Caseys, but to us he's a cop.
Victor: Did you say made?
Orsini: I don't know what's better, the Caseys dropping a stand-up guy like you, or us
            getting you.
[ giggling ]
Victor: Getting me?
Orsini: Yeah, you're going to be here now. Paulie and I sat down about it.
Victor: Who's Paulie?
Orsini: "Who's Paulie?" This guy's a riot. [ laughing ] Come over here and say hello.
            Paulie Rigiario, your capo, remember?
Paulie: Vittorio, come here. Back out and they'll kill you. The Director says hello.
[ cheers ]
Orsini: Come over here, you big...
Victor: Ha, ha!
[ music ]
 

Director: Last week, the Reich museum in Amsterdam was robbed, over $20 million in
            priceless art stolen.
Mac Look-alike: You know, I'll bet it was the work of thieves.
Director: Quiet, or you'll be polishing Dobrinsky's cars again.
Mac Look-alike: That guy hates me.
Victor-lookalike: Who doesn't?
Mac Look-alike: Um, your girlfriend?
Li Ann look-alike: Keep me out of this.
Victor: All right, I need to talk-- ...to you.
Director: Not now. I'm busy.
Victor: No...no, you owe me.
Director: Really?
Victor: Yeah.
Director: Talk amongst yourselves.
Mac-lookalike: So, what say we ditch this mook and go grab a nice, quiet dinner?
Victor look-alike: Yeah, it'll be quiet all right. You'll be alone.
Li Ann look-alike: Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with you guys.
Mac look-alike: It's because we're unique.
Vicor look-alike: You know, that guy really looked like me.

Victor: Who are those people?
Director: Oh, they're, um... business associates.
Victor: Yeah? What kind of business?
Director: You want me to shatter all your illusions here and now? I'll be happy to do
            it, but you're running out of venting time.
Victor: Who says I want to vent?
Director: Oh, you burst in here, after being forcibly inducted into a crime family or
            did you just come to ask for a better parking space?
Victor: Some big fat mobster vouched for me to the Orsinis. He says he works for you.
Director: Oh, really, Victor, I mean, who ever heard of a government agency working with
            organized crime?
Victor: Fidel Castro--
Director: Have you ever met him? He is a real bore.
Victor: Look, you put me in there even after I asked you not to.
Director: Well, let's not get bitter about the details, ok? Point is, you're in now, and
            as usual, you don't have a choice.
Victor: Don't I?

Li Ann: You promised that you wouldn't take the driver's seat if I went to get lunch.
Mac: I lied. What'd you get me? Pickled peppers. For lunch?
Li Ann: They're not just for breakfast any more.
Mac: This will not do, Li Ann. I need real food.
Li Ann: Oh! I forgot -- I think your shrimp is somewhere in here.
Mac: I suppose you think this was pretty clever.
Li Ann: Don't you love working with me?
Mac: Yes. No, Victor's easier, actually. Can't beat me like that.
Li Ann: So you do miss Victor. You miss him.
Mac: No, I don't.
Li Ann: Yes, you do. You need Victor.
Mac: I don't need him. I'm used to him, that's it.
Li Ann: Here we go again. That is definitely Jackie Janczyk.
Mac: That makes me mad -- I almost took the dirt nap to get her, now she's walking
        around.
Li Ann: In very expensive shoes.
Mac: There is no justice.

Victor: Whoa, trigger, watch the suit.
Sonny: You can't talk to me.
Victor: Ha, why not?
Sonny: 'Cause I don't know you.
Orsini: Hey, hey, hey, Sonny, Sonny. It's ok, it's Vic -- he's a friend of mine.
Sonny: You got friends? Get rid of him.
Orsini: I'm not going to get rid of him.
Sonny: Where's he from?
Orsini: He was with Paulie. Rigiario, from Detroit. It's ok, Sonny. I said he's a friend.
Sonny: Then you're responsible.
Victor: Responsible for what?
Orsini: Ha, ha, forget about it. You're always welcome here. Come on.
Victor: Who is that guy?
Orsini: Sonny? He's a gorlione. Ha, he used to do my laundry. Dirty cages, huh, Vic?
Victor: Yeah.
Orsini: What's with this juke box here? There's not one song I recognize. Where's
            Sinatra?  Where the hell's Bennett?
Victor: Louis Prima maybe, huh?
Orsini: You know him?
Victor: Naw.
Orsini: Louis Prima and Keeley Smith with Sam Butera and the Witnesses. It's the best
        friggin' act I ever saw. When I was a kid, my pop took me to Vegas.
Victor: Yeah?
Orsini: Prima used to jump around like a wild man, but Keeley, she played like a cold
        fish. In real life, they were married.
Victor: Really.
Orsini: You never know about people, huh? And my pop took me backstage. Man, it was great.
Victor: Louis Prima, he was the jungle book,  eh?
Orsini: Yeah, he was the king of Vegas. But all he's remembered for is the voice of
            some cartoon monkey.
Victor: It was an orangutan, actually.
Orsini: Yeah, whatever. He's dead now. The whole world is dead. It changes, Vic.
            Honour, friendship. They all change.
Victor: I know.
Orsini: You know, there was a time you knew where you stood. You know, who was with
            you, who was against you. Your generation, you never had a world like that.
Victor: I thought I... I thought I had it once. I don't know what happen to it either.
Orsini: Walk with me, Vic.

Orsini: You from Detroit originally?
Victor: Oh, just outside of it.
Orsini: I'm from here. This is my world. I grew up knowing I'd have to take care of
            it. Pop took care of it, and his uncle before that. People knew us and we knew
            them. And they knew nobody could push them around... because we were there.
            The thing is...what happens when we start pushing each other around?
            You know about the boss getting whacked?
Victor: Sonny Pugano? Yeah, sure, last year, right?
Orsini: I was a capo for him. Seven years and not one beef. I ran my turf, handed up
        my taste each week, business was good. Still, he got whacked.
Victor: Oh, it happens.
Orsini: Hey, sure it happens -- Sando whacked Pucelli back in '89. That's how he made
            boss. But...the world stayed the same. This time... ha, everything is
            different. These new guys, they do other things. White powder, Russian mobs,
            Sicilian zips...
Victor: Yeah, you could quit, though, eh?
Orsini: I could fly to the moon, too. It ain't gonna happen. That's why I need you, Vic.
Victor: You don't need me. all right? You're a big man. You're capo.
Orsini: I got busted down. And that was the good news. They were going to whack me
            when the whacked the boss. I had to sit down fast. I had to call in everything
            I had, talked them into making me a soldier again. Busted back to where I came
            from. It's all I got left.
Victor: You got your home, right, you're alive.
Orsini: Yeah, but I'm in a vice here. That mook in the club was Sonny Colona. That guy
            used to shine my shoes. Hmm, get my cab. Now I'm his guy.
Victor: He squeezes you.
Orsini: He doesn't like what I know about him, so he raises the nut on the turf, hmm.
            It's up to 50 G's a week. It's not worth half of that. That's why I need you.
Victor: I don't think so.
Orsini: You need a turf, I need a soldier, hmm? I got no call on you, Vic. I just want
            you to think about it. You look like a guy who needs some friends. Guys who would stand up for you.
            Hmm? Hey...just think about it, ok?

Mac: She's coming out.
Li Ann: Still don't know what she's doing here.
Mac: Or why she's out of the slam.
Li Ann: So you're going to go do something rash.
Mac: It's my specialty. Jackie.
Jackie: Oh, my god. Mac, like, I'm totally gored. How are you? Well, you know, I'm great.
Mac: Yes, you are. You are a mob boss. What are you doing out of jail?
Jacki: Well, you know, like, there's all this negotiating going on, like really
            boring.  You know how that stuff always is, and like, here I am.
Mac: Yeah.
Jackie: Well, what's with the gun?
Mac: I'm insecure.
Jackie: Well, you know, that is so cool that you can talk about it. You
            know, 'cause like, most guys would just do, you know, like the guy thing, you
            know, clam or something, but it's just me, you know, like we're all friends,
            right? Are you going to put it down?
Mac: No.
Jackie: Ha, oh. Well, that's too bad.
Mac: Yeah, it's too bad. Why don't you come with me?
Li Ann: Ahem. You won't hit a woman.
Jackie: That is so retro.
Li Ann: But you know, I don't have that problem.
Jackie: Well, you know, that's cool, 'cause like, neither do I. 'kay, bye. Nice seeing
            you guys again.

[ phone ringing ]
[ answering machine ]: leave a message.
[ beep ]
[ Director ]: Pick up, Victor. There's been a change in plan. You're off the
Orsini case. Victor. I don't want you to infiltrate the Orsinis after all.
Just come back to work. We'll put you on something else. I know you're there,
Victor. I don't mean I'm making a good guess. I know you're there. You're on
the bed. Your shirt is untucked. You just finished a bottle of water.
[ gunshot ]

Orsini: Vic, I can't tell you how happy I am that you're coming in.
Victor: I didn't say that I am.
Fausto: We do all right without you, you know.
Victor: I know.
Orsini: I ask you to the sit-down and that's how you talk?
Fausto: He's not family. He's not even Italian.
Orsini: It's a new time. Deal with it. Now, if we're going to make the nut that Sonny
            wants, I need more good earners, guys like you.
Fausto: Sonny's not going to like it.
Orsini: He already ok'd Vic.
Fausto: Yeah, but not the other one. Not from a family been shooting us out for 20
            years.
Orsini: That family's dead. I can take whoever I want from them.
Victor: Hey, look, look, look. I already told you fellas, I don't want to disrespect
            you, but this is not what I'm looking for.
Orsini: Don't say no till you see who you're working with.
Jackie: Oh, my god, like, this is, like, so totally foreign. You know, you have to
            tell me who your decorator is.
Orsini: Jackie, say hello to Victor. Jackie used to have her own operation, but we're
            bringing her in. Go ahead, get acquainted.
Jackie: Hi.
 

Orsini: So I bought the tapes of all three fights -- it's unbelievable.
Victor: The thrilla in Manila, man.
Orsini: Those guys would annihilate these bums today. What is it? What?
Victor: Get down!
Orsini: I'm out.
Victor: Go!
[ shouting ]

Orsini: The Orsini family sent a message today. Don't mess with us.
            I'll make a toast.  Jackie and Victor, new partners, new friends, new family.
            Salute, huh?
Victor: Why did sonny do it? Why did he want you dead?
Orsini: I don't know, maybe he's got gas., maybe he's not feeling right. He's not a
            rational guy. Want some?
Victor: Yeah. Come on, I could have got killed. Now, I earned this. Why did he want to
            whack you?
Orsini: Because of you. He doesn't want our crew getting any bigger, especially new
            muscle.
Victor: I'm not muscle.
Orsini: Forget about it. You got more muscle than his whole damn crew. He's got a
            problem now, huh? He missed the whack. He's going to have to explain himself
            downtown. He's going to have to sit down with us real soon. You made it
            happen, Vic. Hey, I swear, I won't forget it. Eat. Oh, look here. My niece,
            huh? My niece.
Antonella: I've always wanted to dance with a hero.
Victor: A hero -- oh, let's not go too far, ok?
Antonella: But I want to go too far. You move pretty well for a mob guy.
Victor: Hmm? Well, you know, there's lots of time for practice.
Antonella: Nice face, too. No scars, no guilt.
Victor: I'm not that kind of guy.
Antonella: Lucky for you, I don't care what kind of guy you are.

Mac: Ok, what are you up to now?
Director: That you think I'll reveal to you?
Li Ann: Jackie Janczyk is loose.
Director: Oh, yeah, her. Oh, don't blame me for that. Get a jury trial. Nature will do the rest.
Mac: I worked hard to get her in. I want her in the can.
Director: Yeah, and I want a pony. But we all have to live within the limits, Mr.
                Ramsay. So what else can I do for you?
Li Ann: Victor's suspension is up.
Director: How kind of you to tell me. Next you'll be reminding me of Dobrinsky's
            birthday.
Mac: Where is he?
Director: Dobrinsky? I think he's in some marching band festival.
Li Ann: Victor.
Director: I don't much care.
Li Ann: We do.
Director: That is information that I don't feel like sharing with you, and I'd
            advise you to stop seeking it yourselves.
Mac: Who else can we go to around here for information?

[ rattling ]
Mac: Hey, Nathan. Hey! Slow down a second. I just want to ask you a question.
Nathan: That's what they told Jimmy Hoffa.
Mac: I can't find Victor.
Nathan: He's not dead, you know.
Li Ann: Victor?
Nathan: Hoffa. He underwent plastic surgery. Now he's a military head of a central
            African nation. He runs it for the Masons under the direct control of-- Alex
            Trebek.
Mac: Alex Trebek, huh?
Nathan: Yeah, the guy who runs Jeopardy. You don't think he just happens to know all
            that information, do you? He controls it. He controls us all.
Mac: I can't find Victor.
Li Ann: We can't find Victor.
Nathan: That's not good. In fact, that's bad. Victor's part of the upper echelon, the
            ruling elite. If he's disappeared, it could be a sign that the new world order
            is about to be imposed. He hasn't been on any trip to Switzerland lately, has he?
Mac: He hasn't been east of Pape street.
Nathan: Of course not. He's too smart for that. He's probably gone to ground.
Mac: Ground?
Nathan: Yeah, that's what they call it. You know, the huge subterranean complex
                maintained by the government. It's a whole other world down there. They got
                hovercrafts and valet service, those little cheeses--
Mac: So in other words, you are telling me that you have no idea where Victor is.
Nathan: You think I'm wrong? Wait a minute. No. You know I'm wrong. That means that
            you have the right information. You're one of them, aren't you? You...you're
            one of them.

Victor: No, no, not again. This is bullsh--
Director: Victor, Victor, Victor, what have I ever done, you should show such disrespect?
Victor: You got a couple hours?
Director: You got to get away from this Orsini family now.
Victor: Get away from them? You're the one who put me in.
Director: I wanted you working for me, not starting a mob war.
Victor: A lot of people are pretty happy about what we did.
Director: Oh, it's "we" now.
Victor: Yeah. Neighbourhood's thrilled. I got all steel radials for life.
Director: I don't know. Maybe I should have sent you the occasional fruit basket. What
                is it you want, Victor?
Victor: I want... a decent life. I want to interact with people. I want to breathe
            fresh air. I want to know where I stand.
Director: And this you think you can do with this bunch of penny-ante wise guys.
Victor: Is it that different from what I do now?
Director: You better get out of this before you get hurt.
Victor: Thank you, I'm a big boy. I make my own decisions. And I'll live with them.
Director: Don't count on it.

Orsini: The thing about it is they're pissed off about this downtown. As of tonight
            it's not about you and me. Nobody wants a war.
Fausto: A war maybe we win.
Orsini: So they want us to sit down and figure this thing out. Now, I'm a man of
            honour, so that's what I'm going to do, even though you shot at me.
Sonny: Me personally, I wasn't shooting.
Fausto: That is so evasive.
Orsini: Never mind what we think of each other -- downtown says we make peace. That's
            what we're sitting down for. Now, all's I want is a fair nut. That's 25 a week
            and not grinding anybody. Your taste is half of 25. Downtown will want half of
            your half.
Sonny: That's all fine.
Orsini: And I get to keep my new people, Vic and Jackie, and no more crap about where
          they came from. I'm responsible, no questions asked.
Sonny: Well, see, that's the thing. You got some demands. I have a few of my own.
Orsini: What kind of demands?
Sonny: I have a dead friend this afternoon.
Fausto: I'm crying over here.
Orsini: Show some respect.
Sonny: This man was a soldier. I come up with him, I got to take care of him.
Orsini: How?
Sonny: You gotta give me your shooter.
Orsini: Vic? Forget it.
Sonny: What is he to you?
Orsini: Who are you to us?
Sonny: I'm your captain, that's who I am. You were out of line on this thing. You
            brought in outside people to our turf. I had every reason to whack you. I
            screwed up. You're still sitting there. And downtown wants us to work it out.
            Fine. You got honour, I got honour. Honour says you got to give me your
            shooter. Victor is the price. I don't get him, you got war.
Orsini: That's how it is?
Sonny: That's how it is.
Orsini: Ok. I'll give you Vic.
 

Victor: Look, I-- ahem. I dig hanging around with you guys, you know what I'm saying?
            And it's been a great change from what I came from.
Fausto: Anything's better than the Caseys.
Victor: But just I don't think... I'm right for the position.
Orsini: Look, Vic, I owe you. I owe you everything. I mean, whatever you want to do,
            you do. But I just want to try this. Just come out with us tonight.
Victor: To where?
Orsini: Sonny's ready to talk. You come with me, we get a good deal.
Victor: No, I don't think so.
Orsini: I'm serious, you keep him honest. Hey, from one friend to another.
Victor: I'd make it worse.
Orsini: No, you'd make it better. Trust me. you would.
Fausto: I know we haven't exactly been the best of friends here, Vic, but even I'm
        asking. Just this once.
Orsini: I will never ask you to do anything for me ever again. Trust me on this one, Vic.

Antonella: Working late? What? What's wrong?
Victor: Apart from the fact that you're 19?
Antonella: Apart from that.
Victor: Nothing.
Antonella: Good.
Victor: Look, I don't want to lie to you. It's just that I don't know how long I'll be
            around.
Antonella: I don't know either.
Victor: What's that supposed to mean?
Antonella: Nothing. People come, they go. That's all.
Victor: Yeah.
Antonella: You're going with them tonight.
Victor: I thought you weren't supposed to know about family business.
Antonella: 'Cause I'm a woman?
Victor: No.
Antonella: It's the '90s, Vic. We take care of ourselves now. Maybe in the end, I'll be
                the family.
Victor: Maybe you will.
Antonella: Either way, I don't know if we work out.
Victor: I don't know either.
Antonella: You don't? I was hoping you did. You broke my heart, Vic.
Jackie; Win a few, lose a few.
Victor: Oh, I don't know. Lose a few, lose a few more.
Jackie: And the night's still young.

Fausto: So...
Sonny: Just bring Vic.
Fausto: We still on?
Sonny: Yeah, we're on. You bring Vic and your uncle here, and then you whack both of
            them.
Fausto: Yeah -- I still don't see why I got to whack them.
Sonny: You got to whack them so I know that you're on my side, capisce?
Fausto: I do this, the neighbourhood's mine.
Sonny: Oh, yeah. Well, it's yours with... with a new split.
Fausto: What split?
Sonny: I got a partner to take care of. I'm thinking for two now.
Jackie: That is such a contemporary attitude.

Mac: Listen, we're sick of this, ok? You going to tell us where Victor is? Or we'll
        have to find him ourselves.
Director: There's three million people in this city and Vic isn't calling in, so how are
            you going to find him?
Mac: You're going to tell us.
Director: You two have been hit in the head once too often.
Li Ann: I never get hit in the head.
Director: Except when your surveillance subject turns on you.
Li Ann: That was a lucky shot. Tell us.
Director: No. I am furious with Victor. He directly disobeyed me. Of course that's not
            to say that you two might not go around me, try to find him on your own.
            Nathan, the librarian, might know where he is.
Li Ann: We tried. He thinks that Alex Trebek is controlling the universe.
Director: Well, the universe is a bit much. But Alex does swing quite a lot of weight.
Mac: Tell us or we'll quit.
Director: Dream on. However, anything to get you off my back. All right. A source tells
            me that the old adage that there is no honour among thieves is going to be
            demonstrated tonight. Trouble in gangland, and Victor's right in the middle.
Li Ann: Stopping it?
Director: Providing muscle. Details are on my computer. Feel free to prowl around.
            However, if you hit any classified files, I'll have to shoot you.

Victor: Sure this was wise of us, to show up by ourselves?
Orsini: It's a sit-down. Those are the rules.
Jackie: I hate rules.
Orsini: They said they'd be in there. What the hell is this?
Sonny: Sorry, Carmello. I figured you'd understand since you were going to whack Vic.
Victor: You were going to kill me?
Jackie: I want to play too.
Sonny: Whack him. Do it!
[ gunshots ]
Jackie: Vic!
Victor: What is going on?
Jackie: You want the two-word explanation? First word's "the".
Victor: The Director.
Jackie: Good guess. Probably because your feeling of accomplishment hasn't died.
Victor: We're not going to die.
[ moaning ]
Orsini: I'm sorry, Vic. [ coughing ] Business got complicated. I guess you weren't
            meant to be part of the family, huh?
Victor: Not this family.
 

Victor: In the middle of this, I come here and the Director's got another team.
Li Ann: See, I figured we weren't the only ones here.
Victor: You got that right, believe me. There's two guys and a girl. I mean, they
            looked just like us. There was one guy that was a dead ringer for me.
Mac: Ooh, that's creepy.
Victor: I'm totally serious. One guy looked like you, and another one looked like you.
Director: Then the twister took you to Oz? Really, Vic, you have been under a lot of
                stress.
Victor: You're saying I dreamt you had another team like us?
Director: No, that would be a nightmare, not a dream. Actually, you've all been under a
            lot of stress. And frankly, I've realized you need help.
Mac: Oh, good, well, that will help.
Jackie: Come on, guys, you're not still wounded, are you?
Mac: No, just my pride.
Director: It's been a while since you met. Let me reintroduce you. Mac, Li Ann, this is
            Jackie Janczyk.
Mac: Yes, we know. The mob queen.
Director: No, that was the old, unreformed Jackie. The new one works for us.
Mac: Get out of town.
Director: If she hadn't infiltrated Sonny's operation, Vic might not be breathing so
            well right now.
Victor: You know, that's not--
Director: Her talent is rare -- it's a shame to leave her in prison when she could be doing good.
Mac: What about the trial?
Director: Don't be naive -- I got her out the same way I got you. She wanted to reform her life.
Jackie: And plus, the prison wardrobe just sucked. I mean, denim end to end. What is
            up with that?
Director: She gets another chance. You three are it.
Jackie: You guys get to turn my life around.
Li Ann: She's not really joining us.
Director: Well, not fully. I mean, I wouldn't want to upset this beautiful group dynamic
            you've got going here. Think of it as somebody who will share your stress,
            feel your pain.
Mac: Cause our pain.
Director: Now, mac. I redeemed your life. Least you can do is try to redeem somebody
            else. Start today.
Li Ann and Mac: Wait, wait, wait, where are you going? Don't leave us alone with her.

Director: Quit steaming up my tail.
Victor: Sorry. I have to know about that other team.
Director: No, you don't.
Victor: That guy that was supposed to look like me, it just looked like he was wearing my clothes.
Director: Victor, I assure you, I have no other team, all right? I give you my solemn
                word. This has all been a misunderstanding. All right?
Victor: All right.
Director: Anyway, they weren't your clothes. He's a 42 long. You're a regular.