Costa: Come on, Illeana, you didn't fall for James Costa. Someone as beautiful and powerful as you doesn't fall for a faggy art dealer. Okay?
Costa: [talking to the police detectives after the operation in the night club was interrupted] Have you ever been fishing? The bait always dies.
Leclair: Ileana. I was worried. Is it done?
Illeana: It's over.
Leclair: Good. Stay put. I'll call this in. They'll be there soon.
Illeana: Everything you saw I wanted you to see.
Illeana: Fuck you.
Costa: Fuck you? Yeah, I did fuck you. Remember making love with those pictures of the dead people around us? Let's face it, Illeana, an ordinary person does not love that as much as we did.
Cashier: Where are you going?
Martin Asher: That guy was nothing, alright? I didn't take his life, I lived it. I was the best thing that ever happened to that guy. You looked at him, and you saw me, and I looked at you, and I saw you, and we are the same.