Bela: I procure unique items for a select clientèle.
Dean: Yeah, a thief.
Bela: No, a great thief.


Bela: te can have the foot... for 1.5 million.
Dean: Nice. I'll just call my banker.


Bela: I'm sorry, I had that car towed.
Dean: te what?
Bela: Well, it was in a tow-away zone.
Dean: No it wasn't.
Bela: It was when I finished with it.


Bela: Cute. But a bit of a drama queen, yeah?


Dean: So ponying up ten grand is easier for te then a simple “thank you”? You're so damaged.
Bela: Takes one to know one.


Bela: te know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.
Dean: Don't objectify me.


Bela:...