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Very Bad Things (1998) More at IMDbPro »

Boyd: Allow me to be the first to say that what we have done here is *not* a good thing. It's definitely not a good thing. But it was, given the circumstances, the smart play.

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Mike: Dad used to bring home these sparklers for me and Adam, you know? (laughs) Sparklers! We'd go out back, the three of us - and we'd hold it up to the sky and watch the explosions of light and the sparks, you know, and Dad would be all "Wait for it! Here it comes! Watch for it! Here comes the wahoo!"
Kyle: Wahoo?
Mike: Wahoo. The sparkler would burn hot, then hotter, then even hotter, and then there'd be this one moment of pure burn when that little fucker would cook perfect, just perfect. It would only last a second, but that second was *it*. And *that's* what Dad had us looking for, man.
Kyle: The wahoo moment?
Mike: That's exactly right. Man - burning at his absolute. All the forces coming together - burning - just perfect, perfect harmony. That's what I'm driving at. Are you with me?
Kyle: I think so.
Mike: I have been looking for that flash. I've been looking and I've been looking, and I can't find it. What if it already happened, you know? My moment! What if it already happened and I didn't see it?

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Laura: You left a dead prostitute alone in the desert?
Kyle: She's not alone...

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Kyle: I don't fucking know how to pray.

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Laura: I am not to be common. I am a creature like no other.

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Boyd: If you take away the horror of the scene, take away the tragedy of the death, take away all the moral and ethical implications that have been drilled into your head since grade one, do you know what you're left with? A 105-pound problem that needs to be moved from point A to point B.

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Mike: Your kid is one crutch short of a telethon.

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Boyd: I'm like a lighthouse! I stayed lit for you man! I never go dark.
[shouts]
Boyd: Never go dark!

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Mike: Look at 'em. I'm amazed the windows don't blow out of their fucking sockets with all the ass-puckering rage in these soulless lizards.
Kyle: I just want her to be happy.
Mike: The same alarm clock every morning, same two pops on the same snooze button, same shower, towel, toothbrush, razor, blazer, hair pump, gel spray. It's a fucking epidemic, Fisher. You're getting married, baby. I'm not going to candy-coat it - it just gets worse. It's an eighteen-wheel cement truck that's going to crush every bone in your big body.

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Boyd: The room is covered in blow; Moore looks like he went at it with a fuckin' mountain lion.

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Robert Boyd: That's not the point, Adam. I mean, the room is covered in blow; Moore looks like he went at it with a fuckin' mountain lion; I mean, the room looks like the Manson family stayed here a month. This is a major thin-ice situation we got here.

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Charles Moore: How do you know she's dead?
Adam Berkow: She's got no fuckin' pulse. She's got no pulse!
Kyle Fisher: Where do you look? What side of the neck?
Charles Moore: Left, left, left side.
Adam Berkow: Either side, you idiot!

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Robert Boyd: Why are you calling an ambulance? She's dead.

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Michael Berkow: We were playing. She bumped her head.
Adam Berkow: Bumped? BUMPED? She's got a fuckin' spike in her head!

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Robert Boyd: Calm down! We're not helping anything by losing our temper. Let's just get our heads together, okay? Whatever we associate in our nervous system determines our behavior. Just relax.

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Robert Boyd: Now, let's just take a second here and take ahold of the situation and review our options.
Adam Berkow: We'll call the police!
Robert Boyd: Call the police. Good. That's one option.
Adam Berkow: That's not an option! This is not multiple choice, here!
Robert Boyd: Yes, it is. There are always options, Adam.

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[about the dead prostitute]
Robert Boyd: Nobody knows she's here. I called her personally. Nobody knows.
Adam Berkow: Her blood is all over the bathroom! Don't you think we got a little bit of a DNA problem here?
Robert Boyd: It's a marble floor. We can clean it up.

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Robert Boyd: A simple vote. We've got two choices. One: we clean up this mess, right now, bury it out in the desert, go home, and never look back - or, we can easily call the police, roll the dice, take our chances, and pray to God that it's only Michael who falls.
[Michael looks up, stricken]
Robert Boyd: Our choices are simple: desert - or police.

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Security Guard: [seeing the mess in the room] What the hell gets into you people?
Robert Boyd: [cheerfully] Drugs and alcohol.
Security Guard: [grins] Well, I got no problem with that.

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Robert Boyd: [after stabbing the hotel security guard] Don't let him bleed on the carpet!
[They push the guard into the bathroom]
Robert Boyd: Get back - shut the door! Son of a bitch! He'll bleed out! He'll bleed out! He'll bleed out.

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Adam Berkow: [referring to the hotel security guard that was murdered] Do you think he had kids?
Kyle Fisher: What?
Adam Berkow: Children. Do you think that man was a father?
Kyle Fisher: I don't know.
Adam Berkow: I got a real bad feeling that he had children.
Kyle Fisher: I think he was too young to have children.
Adam Berkow: We're gonna burn for this.

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Boyd: Adam, heads up.
[tosses Adam a head]

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