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A homicide detective and a fire marshall must stop a pair of murderers who commit videotaped crimes to become media darlings.
Emil Slovak: [Slovak is washing his wound in the sink while Razgul films, then he cuts the lights] What are you doing? Oleg Razgul: I'm cutting the lights to make it more dramatic, just like the movie "Silence of the Sheeps". Emil Slovak: Shut up!
Eddie Flemming: You want a glass of water?
[about Daphne] Eddie Flemming: So, you want to talk to her alone? Jordy Warsaw: Yeah. Eddie Flemming: All right. But, you bring her in to the station right away and don't let her out of your sight. She's the only moving body we got left. Jordy Warsaw: Of course. Don't worry about it, I'm a professional. Eddie Flemming: Yeah, well girls like that got a knack for turning professionals into amateurs.
Eddie Flemming: [trying to propose to Nicolette Karas] Speaking of shoes. You know what I was thinking I'm... You know I, I would like to have a... [long pause] Eddie Flemming: some shoes next to my shoes.
Immigration Supervisor: Are you related? Oleg Razgul: Yes. Immigration Supervisor: How? Oleg Razgul: I'm his friend.
Jordy Warsaw: [pointing his gun at Emil] You want to be a real American? You want to be a tough guy? Here's Eddie's gun. Shoot me! Shoot me! Emil Slovak: [laughs] You can't kill me. You're not a cop. Your just a Fireman with a gun.
Robert Hawkins: If it bleeds, it leads!
[Teasing Jordy] Eddie Flemming: I think I smell fire across the street.
Emil Slovak: I love America. No one is responsible for what they do.