Alex Law: And if you see I'm dying up there you'll call the police and tell them everything, right?
Juliet Miller: Everything.
Alex Law: Except that maybe it was his idea in the first place. Now that's important to me. I need to die misunderstood.
Alex Law: Are you comfortable Cameron?
Cameron: Yes, thanks.
Alex Law: Cameron, what a surprise!
Alex Law: Family? Family? Friends? Drugged-up wandering suicidal search of the self fuck-ups don't have families.
Alex Law: God, you two are sensitive! All I'm doing is implying some kind of ugly sordid sexual liaison. I'd be proud of that sort of thing.
Alex Law: Good, let's talk about disposal. Now we have to make that body unidentifiable and burning, dumping at sea and straight forward burial are all flawed, either by fingerprints or more commonly by dental records, this I have learned. Now what I suggest is we bury him out in the forest, but first or all we remove his hands and his feet, which we incinerate, and his teeth... which we just remove. It's as simple as that. David -
[sticks tool at Davids neck, laughs]
Alex Law: . I've always wondered what these were for. Now... oh...
[picks up saw]
Alex Law: This is what we need. And, em...
[picks up hammer]
Alex Law: this. Now, what else?
David Stephens: I don't know.
Alex Law: A spade, we need a spade - David, I wish you'd concentrate, we need a spade if we're gonna dig a pit.
David Stephens: So who's gonna do it?
Alex Law: Dig the pit? I don't know...
David Stephens: No, not that.
Alex Law: The what? Who's gonna do what?
David Stephens: You know what I'm talking about - who's gonna do it?
Alex Law: Do I? What? What are you talking about?
David Stephens: You know what. Who's gonna do it?
Alex Law: We all are David. We are all gonna do it. Each of us, you, me and Juliet will do his or her bit, okay? Fair enough?
David Stephens: I can't do it.
Alex Law: I don't hear this...
David Stephens: I won't be able to do it.
Alex Law: Are you telling me you want out already? Are you telling me you don't want the money? Hugo is going off, he smells-
[David hushes him]
Alex Law: The flat smells. We can't wait any longer.
David Stephens: I'm just telling you I won't be able to cut him up.
Alex Law: I'd like to ask you about your hobbies... Now when you sacrifice a goat and you rip its heart out with your bare hands, do you then summon hellfire? Or do you just send out for a pizza?
Alex Law: I'm so happy I could DIE!
Alex Law: It's been a struggle but now our days of worry are over.
Alex Law: It's not every day I find a story in my own flat.
Juliet Miller: It's not a story, Alex. It's a corpse.