how the hell did you.
well, little fella, we don't need any outside help here. i don't like you people sniffin' around my neck of the woods. in fact, when the state boys called me about a "j. edgar" coming up i think i said, "so what?"
you're lucky i am not wasting you.
a basic kill. banks was a drifter and nobody knew her. my boys have been all over this. it's a dead end.
out back in our morgue
what the hell is that thing doing out there? you're not taking that body anywhere.
maybe not _a_ thing, but maybe _two_ things.
we got a phone, here, that's got a little ring.
my alibi is as strong as these bands of steel.
now, j. edgar, i'm going to take off my badge, here. do you mind? the only way you're going to get that body is over mine.