you need money, you come to me.
who the fuck do you think you are, raising cash without coming to me?
fuck the contract!
two years ago you were begging me for the money. nobody would've touched you.
don't turn away when i'm talking to you.
slashes one of the canvases with the case cutter.  then another.
turns, slashing win.
slashing win again, losing all control.
looks up, hearing her.
quickens his step, after her.
christ, you're one beautiful woman. i could kill you right now, but i'm not gonna.  'cause you're gonna help me. you're gonna see me in a police line-up and say it wasn't me. and if you don't do that, someone will come after you. they're gonna find you dead, with your face missing -- understood.  good.  because otherwise, it'd be this easy.
now walk outta here. and if you ever see me again.  you never saw me before.
i'm glad you're where i expected you to be, detective keegan, 'cause you're got two minutes to get home or i take your family out.
you made a terrible mistake, keegan. you didn't do what i said.
you should'a brought the girl.
hold it!
how do i know that's her?
why should she come in?
bullshit! prove it.
i get my hostage first. no one's turned loose until i say so.
i'm not lettin' no one go.
don't you fuckin' give orders to me.
under the table.
what the fuck you doin'?!