Hardy: Three things, first you don't have a choice, second I've never taken a bribe in my life, and third... I'm still a little drunk from earlier so if I skip over the witty banter and move straight on to coming on to you I hope you don't take offense.
Terl: Attention. This is Terl, your chief of security. Exterminate all man-animals at will, and happy hunting.
Ker: I don't know what you're so down about. You still get to be head of security, which, from what I can tell, is a pretty cushy job.
Terl: Well, I can assure you that I was not groomed since birth to have some cushy job that even a moron like you could perform. While you were still learning how to spell your name, I was being trained to conquer galaxies! To do anything less is a disgrace to my entire family line.
Jan Schlichtmann: So what are you saying? You want to get out now and cut our losses, you want to get out now and throw away...? What was it?
James Gordon: 1.4 million dollars.
Jan Schlichtmann: Well, I don't know what to tell you because there's things I need to prove and I can't do that not spending money.
James Gordon: We have to go see uncle Pete.