- Declan Harp: [emerges silently from the tree line]
- Maclaughlan: [raising his rifle] Declan Harp. You mad bastard.
- Declan Harp: I'm here to negotiate for the hostage.
- Maclaughlan: They'll be no negotiation. On the ground, face down. Now!
- Declan Harp: [but he steps in closer] Those are pretty hats. If you release him to me, I might let you keep yours.
- Maclaughlan: [laughs] You got some stones, Harp, I'll give ya that. But you're out'a your fuckin' mind.
- Declan Harp: Dogs. Wearin' hats.
- [broad smile]
- Maclaughlan: Maybe you don't count so well. But yer badly out-numbered.
- [his man suddenly takes an arrow through the neck, then another in the chest, and Declan grabs the rifle]
- Michael Smyth: [reminiscing] Once, we broke into this fancy house, she tried on this silk dress. She was so happy. I promised her that one day she'd have a feather bed, and a dress like that of her own, and we'd take walks in the park, and she'd be wearin' a dress, and I'd be wearin' a top hat. Eatin' oranges.
- Sokanon: Oranges?
- Michael Smyth: Oranges... Fruit... They're sweet and round and... orange. They're full 'o juice. You can suck on 'em, or eat 'em. I've never had one before. But I wish.
- Sokanon: So you miss her because she looks good in a dress, and you want to wear a top hat, and suck fruit?
- Grace Emberly: Your discretion can be bought and I'm willing to pay you well.
- Jean-Marc Rivard: I don't understand this conversation.
- Grace Emberly: I've got a job for you, but there are rules. If you tell anyone about it I've also enough money to have you killed, which I suspect wouldn't cost much.
- Jean-Marc Rivard: Normally a woman will make me dinner before she threatens to have me murdered.