Beth: You're sick.
William Foster: Sick? You want to see sick? Take a walk around this town, that's sick.
Prendergast: You ain't kidding. Would you believe it that I used to fish right here? This very spot? Now they tell you don't eat the fish, it's poisonous. You can't even swim in the water, it'll give you some kind of bacterial infection. So how's that for sick?
William Foster: I'm having a private moment with my family. We'd like to be left alone.
Prendergast: I'm leaving soon. I'm retiring to Arizona, Lake Havasu City. You ever been there?
William Foster: That's not what I mean!
Prendergast: They call it a lake but it's really just a big bowl of muddy water. But the wife thinks it's paradise. Everybody has their own idea what they think paradise is. Take me, for instance. You know what I thought Paradise was?
William Foster: What?
Prendergast: If you'll excuse me, making babies. Ain't that a kick? Making babies. This your little girl? Beautiful! She's special.
Mr. Lee: Take the money.
Bill Foster: You think I'm a thief? Oh, you see, I'm not the thief. I'm not the one charging 85 cents for a stinking soda! You're the thief. I'm just standing up for my rights as a consumer.
Nick: We're the same, you and me. We're the same, don't you see?
Bill Foster: We are not the same. I'm an American and you're a sick asshole.
Nick: Just what kind of vigilante are you?
Bill Foster: I am not a vigilante. I am just trying to get home to my little girl's birthday party and if everyone will just stay out of my way, nobody will get hurt.
Nick: Fuck you. Who the fuck are you? Are you fucking with me? You're fucking with me.
Bill Foster: I am just disagreeing with you! In America, we have the freedom of speech, the right to disagree.
Nick: Fuck you and your freedom.
Bill Foster: I am not economically viable.
Bill Foster: You're Korean? Do you have any idea how much money my country has given your country?
Mr. Lee: How much?
Bill Foster: I don't know. But, it's gotta be a lot.
Bill Foster: Hey. Why are you putting barbed wire on that fence? Is this how you rich people amuse yourselves? You put barbed wire on the fence so innocent people like me can hurt themselves looking in?
Detective: We're really sorry, Prendergast. We tried and tried but could not fit your fucking name on the cake.
Bill Foster: I would've gotcha.
Chosen answer: Because the beggar thought there would be items of value in the briefcase and he was frustrated that there was nothing in there. So in frustration he threw the apple at D-Fens.
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