1.
-Mind if I share your table?
-I'm Sandy.
- So was I, last week. On a beach in Florida.
-What's your name?
-Jimmie Reese.
-You don't look like a Jimmie.
-What do I look like?
-I don't know, but not a Jimmie. So you're new in town?
-Usually.
- It's kind of loud in here. Do you wanna, maybe, go someplace quieter? I have a car.
-Are you old enough to drive?
- I'm old enough to do a lot of things.
- I'm on a budget, Sandy.
-What?
-I can't afford you.
-I'm not a hooker.
-Oh, then I *really* can't afford you.
2.
-I don't go to bed with no whore, and I don't wake up with no whore. That's how I live with myself. I don't know how you do it.
3.
-Yeah. That sounds like a really good deal. But I got a better one. How about... I give you the finger... and you give me my phone call?
- Mr. Anderson... you disappoint me.
- You can't scare me with this Gestapo crap. I know my rights. I want my phone call.
- Tell me, Mr. Anderson... what good is a phone call... if you're unable to speak?
4.
-We never dealt with domestic. With us, it was always war. We won the war. Now we're fighting the peace. It's a lot more volatile. Now we've got ten million crackpots out there with sniper scopes, sarin gas and C-4. Ten-year-olds go on the Net, downloading encryption we can barely break, not to mention instructions on how to make a low-yield nuclear device. Privacy's been dead for years because we can't risk it. The only privacy that's left is the inside of your head. Maybe that's enough. You think we're the enemy of democracy, you and I? I think we're democracy's last hope.
-Mind if I share your table?
-I'm Sandy.
- So was I, last week. On a beach in Florida.
-What's your name?
-Jimmie Reese.
-You don't look like a Jimmie.
-What do I look like?
-I don't know, but not a Jimmie. So you're new in town?
-Usually.
- It's kind of loud in here. Do you wanna, maybe, go someplace quieter? I have a car.
-Are you old enough to drive?
- I'm old enough to do a lot of things.
- I'm on a budget, Sandy.
-What?
-I can't afford you.
-I'm not a hooker.
-Oh, then I *really* can't afford you.
2.
-I don't go to bed with no whore, and I don't wake up with no whore. That's how I live with myself. I don't know how you do it.
3.
-Yeah. That sounds like a really good deal. But I got a better one. How about... I give you the finger... and you give me my phone call?
- Mr. Anderson... you disappoint me.
- You can't scare me with this Gestapo crap. I know my rights. I want my phone call.
- Tell me, Mr. Anderson... what good is a phone call... if you're unable to speak?
4.
-We never dealt with domestic. With us, it was always war. We won the war. Now we're fighting the peace. It's a lot more volatile. Now we've got ten million crackpots out there with sniper scopes, sarin gas and C-4. Ten-year-olds go on the Net, downloading encryption we can barely break, not to mention instructions on how to make a low-yield nuclear device. Privacy's been dead for years because we can't risk it. The only privacy that's left is the inside of your head. Maybe that's enough. You think we're the enemy of democracy, you and I? I think we're democracy's last hope.