- Happy: What is it, Nick?
- Nick Sax: Hmm? Ah, nothing. I'm just... just, seem... different. A little glint in your eye, kinda... kinda Manson-esque. Did you... oh, my god! You little scamp. You killed something, didn't you? Oh, yeah, you did! I'd know that look anywhere.
- Happy: I don't wanna talk about it.
- Nick Sax: Oh. Okay. All right, all right, look. Look, what can I tell you, pal? The first one... it's always gonna stay with you. You're always gonna remember it.
- Happy: D... do you remember? Your first?
- Nick Sax: Yeah, what the hell did I just say? Of course I... d... no. Maybe. Look, my point is this. That... you just gotta hope that you did it for a reason. And I mean a good reason. And Hailey's a damn good reason.
- Nick Sax: Your mister and I have some unfinished business. Any idea where he scurried off to?
- Gala Scaramucci: What are you gonna do to him?
- Nick Sax: Well, in my work, I take a jazz approach. You know, strictly improv. But... assume that once I'm done, he won't resemble your husband anymore.
- Happy: Can I tell you a secret? One I stinky pink swore never to tell?
- Nick Sax: What?
- Happy: When Hailey and I were at the Sonny Shine show... the whole reason she snuck away was so Sonny could hear her wish.
- Nick Sax: [noticing cars tailing them] Ah...
- Happy: Her one wish she'd waited her whole life. Hailey's wish was...
- Nick Sax: Hold that thought. I'm about to get a little road rage-y.
- Det. Meredith McCarthy: What the hell are you doing in Blue's car?
- Nick Sax: You know, at a certain point, uh, sticking your gun in my face, uh... it's, you know, kinda loses its specialness. Laws of diminishing returns and all that. I mean, you want me to take you seriously, at some point, you're gonna have to pull that trigger.
- [she shoots his tire]
- Nick Sax: Ah, for crying out loud.
- Smoothie: I have been thinking a lot lately about what I would do if our paths ever crossed again.
- Nick Sax: That makes two of us.
- Smoothie: See? See? It's destiny. Clearly... you are a man who must be broken.
- Nick Sax: I am?
- Smoothie: But...
- Nick Sax: Hmm?
- Smoothie: What is pain to someone like you? What is death to someone like you? That is a very curious problem.
- Nick Sax: [sarcastic] Vexing.
- Smoothie: You have disarmed me, Sax. All of my ususal weapons, they just seem so inadequate. And my tried and true methods, they seem so... well... impotent. Torture, murder...
- Nick Sax: They're hobbies.
- Smoothie: Exactly.
- Nick Sax: Yeah.
- Smoothie: All trifles to a man who would cheerfully die in agony. I am going to show you something that I bet you never thought you'd see.
- Nick Sax: Uh...
- Smoothie: I am going to show you why they call me Smoothie.
- Nick Sax: But I wasn't curious. Let's not do this. You don't need to do that, let's, no...
- [Smoothie starts to unbuckle his pants]
- Nick Sax: Let's just put that right back on.
- Smoothie: This is why...
- Nick Sax: Yeah, no.
- [Smoothie continues undressing]
- Nick Sax: Oh, fuck me.