Chris ConradQuotes

Ned Trent: [smells; starts assembling a bomb; activates console; puts plunger detonator to bomb package offers bomb to officer] This is, uh... Shouldn't this be in the lock-up? I mean, I don't know. Maybe I'm wrong. You guys are the experts. Maybe you don't need me. I mean, like what is this? This is... This is Semtex. Am I right? Plastique, correct? Plastic explosive. Am I right? You're the expert. This could blow up this whole area, and if this area goes... the whole building could go up. Am I right? I don't know. Maybe if I put this in here... What else do we have here? This is a plunger detonator, right? And that's a little mini-receiver. This looks like American circuitry to me. Call me a patriot, but American craftsmanship is the greatest. Watch. Here we go. Let's see. Perfect fit, first time, every time. Screw it on. One little twist. And, voila. A perfect receiver bomb. Which of course is absolutely worthless without a ... transmitter, but hey Twenty seconds, and we're hot. Okay, now deactivate it, you sanctimonious prick!

Officer: Cut that shit Trent!

Ned: Oh yeah? Huh?

Officer: Okay, you made your point, all right?

Ned: Have I? Huh?

Officer: That's enough!

Ned: [tosses bomb at officer] What do you mean that's enough? You think I give a sh*t if this whole fucking block goes up?! I don't! You've had enough. Is that what you're saying?

Officer: Yes, that's what I'm saying. Enough is enough! I can't do it.

Ned: [reads clock] Twelve.

Officer: [gives detonator back to Trent, but the clock still ticks down] What the hell, are you crazy or something?

Ned: I'm the craziest person you'll ever meet in your life. Six. Five. Four. Three.

Officer: Please!

Ned: [turns off bomb] Now, here's a tip you take care of the shit work. And leave the fox at the party to me. Okay? We on the same page? Ace?