Nothing to Lose
Ann Beam: I want a divorce. It's a physical thing.
I've been experimenting with other men lately. A lot of other men... and
women. I don't know. I mean, Antonio can do this thing with his tongue,
and Willam's stamina is amazing. And as far as hands go, your father's
hands are... You are no match.
Nick Beam: There is an onslaught of initials coming at
Nick Beam: Where do I start? It's not you. Well actually
it is you. Look, I'm just not... I'm not attracted to you anymore. I need
space. You kinda... you kinda gross me out. In the beginning it was different.
In the beginning you were better. But then I got to know you real well,
and I came to realize that you're a fat idiot.
T. Paul: I'm a student of human nature.
Nick Beam: You're a freak of human nature.
T. Paul: Not bad Nick, not bad -- for a cheatin' bitch.
Nick Beam: Hey! Don't you call her that, you don't know
her, don't say that.
T. Paul: Okay, okay, no disrespect. What should I call
her? "Monogamously challenged"?
[T. Paul sneaks into Nick's car and points a gun to his
T. Paul: Welcome to hell, Bitch. Car keys, wallet, now!
[No reaction from Nick]
T. Paul: You hear what I said? Okay you listen and listen
good, this a gun? K? Don't be fucking around with no gun, white boy. Hello?
I'm talking to you! Can you hear what the fuck I'm saying to you?!
Nick Beam: Boy did you pick the wrong guy on the wrong
Nick Beam: You don't say "sorry" when you shoot somebody.
You can say "sorry" when you step on someone's toe, or accidentally break
their glasses, or when you fart while they're eating.
T. Paul: I never noticed before, but you really got nice
Nick Beam: Shut up!
T. Paul: But you do!
Nick Beam: Let's get this over with, I can't believe I'm
committing an armed robbery for two flashlights.
T. Paul: Let me explain something to you, Nick: if you
ain't got digital, you ain't got shit. This has only got one CCD chip.
Broadcast has three, Nick!
[Nick glares at him.]
T. Paul: Don't look at me like that. Are you surprised
I know shit?
Nick Beam: [Pointing gun at clerk] Now all I want is twenty
dollars on pump number fifteen and a sour fruity twist, is that too much
Nick Beam: The guy that sold me that camera set up our
T. Paul: Windows NT?
Nick Beam: No, just Windows.
T. Paul: Man, get out of here with that shit.
Nick Beam: Now honestly, which one of us was scarier?
Henry: You were.
T. Paul: Hah!
Nick Beam: Really? You didn't find what he did as contrived?
Henry: No it was scary.
Nick Beam: What part?
Henry: The 'freeze motherfucker' part was scary and he
lead me to believe that if I moved my ass, it might be blown off.
[The two sheriffs go over paperwork after the gas station
Sheriff: They were driving a 1996 Yukon.
Sheriff Officer #1: License?
Sheriff: You know, if I had a license number, Bart, I
wouldn't be standing here eating large quantities of shit, now would I?!
T. Paul: What is beetle headed?
Nick Beam: It's a synonym for stupid!
T. Paul: Okay here's a synonym for procreation: fuck
you! It's easy for you to point the finger when you're sitting on your
rich ass in a big fucking house!
Nick Beam: I'm not rich.
T. Paul: Oh yeah? How big's your TV?
Nick Beam: What?
T. Paul: I said how big's your TV?
Nick Beam: 50 inch!
T. Paul: Ah get in the car.
Nick Beam: Please, let's not make this a social issue!
Rig: I bet you sold the most cookies in the entire scout,
didn't you? What were you calling yourself back then? Yelanda? You little
Mrs. Davidson: When are you gonna stop getting into trouble,
Nick Beam: Terrence?
T. Paul: T! Okay, my friends call me T. You, can kiss
[After T. Paul robbed a gas station]
T. Paul: We better get going.
Nick Beam: We'll get going just as soon as you bring
back that money.
T. Paul: I'm not bullshitting! Move out!!
Nick Beam: We're not going anywhere until you return...
[the side mirror is blown off]
Nick Beam: Here we go.
Rig: Hey, Kareem, do you know that Charlie and I had originally
intended to come up here and cap your punk ass. And your girlfriend, Nick,
but shit, you two muffins did such a nice job with this financing, who
could think about killing at a time like this?
T. Paul: Thanks, your approval means a lot!!
Rig: You know when a sweet mouth girl like you has a fancy
case like this a man gets to thinkin' ; where's a wallet? I'm gonna need
that wallet, Alice. Where's that big fat wallet? Give it to me. Give me
your fucking wallet you little bitch.
Rig: Nick, are you aware that there are only two kinds
of people on the whole planet? There are killers and then there's everybody
else. I'm the killer, Nick, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, what are you,
Nick Beam: I'm married!
[Fires his rifle at Rig, hitting his hand]
T. Paul: Ha ha, who's in control now? Hand over the bag
or else my man Nick Beam here is gonna put one in your ass. Ain't that
Nick Beam: [Whips out gun] Freeze suckerbitch!!
Henry: That was much better.
Nick Beam: Thank you, Henry, see ya later.
T. Paul: What the hell is a suckerbitch?
T. Paul: Why can't we use the elevator?
Nick Beam: Because there's a guard that patrols the building.
T. Paul: This is bullshit!
Nick Beam: [At top of 15 flights of steps] I beat you.
T Paul: I carried the damn bag!
Nick Beam: I still beat you.
T Paul: Beat me at what? Climbing steps? Guess we'll
be calling you the Step King.
T. Paul: There's a spider on your head.
Nick Beam: What?
T. Paul: There's a spider on yo head.
Nick Beam: Look, I'm sorry, I'm not up on all this jive
talkin', home boy lingo, what's that supposed to mean? "There's a spider
on your head"?
T. Paul: It means there's a spider on your motherfuckin'
Nick Beam: Well get it off! GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!
T. Paul: I ain't touchin' that shit!
T. Paul: That mask sweaty?
Nick Beam: I think that's the one.
T. Paul: I hid it behind my balls. Ha ha.
English Driver: Here, you blokes want a lift somewhere?
Charlie: Where you from?
English Driver: London.
Charlie: Me too!
English Driver: Really?
English Driver: That's terrific! Hop in me car, let's
go then. C'mon, jump in, let's go. Oh this is great.
Charlie: Hey would ya scoot over a smidgeon?
[Shoves the English Driver out of the car and drives
Charlie: Sorry 'bout that! Cheers, mate! Ha ha ha ha!
Nick Beam: I can't believe it. I'm actually getting my
gun to go after bad guys.
T. Paul: [picking up Nick's credit card to find out who
he is] I'm-- I'm Nick Beam.That's what I told her. I'm Nick Beam. And Nick
Beam ain't puttin' up with that bullshit. She'd have been crying, you know?
"Oh, Nick, please take me back. Please, please, Nick. It was only one time."
I'm gonna "one time" your ass. Nick Beam is the master of his fate, the
ruler of his destiny. So if you wanna cry on somebody's shoulder, why don't
you cry on Superdick? As for Nick Beam, I'm fit, lit, and I damn sure ain't
takin' no shit. So you can get the fuck out. That's what I'd 'a told the
[Nick jumps across the table and begins choking T. Paul]
Rig: I'm glad you brought your gun, Nick. I'd hate to
kill an unarmed couple. It's not my style.
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