Nick of Time (1995)
Christopher Walken: Mr. Smith
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Quotes
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[Mr. Smith tells Mr. Watson a story about a man he loved]
Mr. Smith : There was this guy... Big guy, Irish-Italian. Red-faced, black-haired, jolly son of a bitch... Wait a second, nobody could make me laugh like him. He made a science of collecting jokes. We closed more bars together than I could count. Now, he was a pal. I loved the crazy mick. I'm not ashamed to say that, but... He was a fuck-up. He had this image of himself. He thought he was a con man. Always trying to shave the edge. He was nickel and dime. I'll always miss him. Tell me why.
Gene Watson : Tell you why, what?
Mr. Smith : Tell me why I miss him.
Gene Watson : He's dead?
Mr. Smith : That's right. He is dead, but tell me why.
Gene Watson : How do I know? I don't...
Mr. Smith : Tell me why he's dead.
Gene Watson : Because you killed him.
Mr. Smith : That's right, I did. I killed him. He fucked up one too many times. So, I put a bullet in his eye. Then, I put two more into him just to make sure. Now, that was somebody I loved; I loved him! But I got the call, and I put him down like a sick animal. So... if you got doubts... about what's going to happen if you don't deliver, let me tell you something. I'll make gravy out of your little girl just to season that Black Irish cocksucker's meat. Now, you do what you're supposed to do, young man. You do it now.
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[Mr. Smith tells Mr. Watson the deadline he has to kill the woman in the picture]
Mr. Smith : It's now 12:16. If the woman in the picture's alive at 1:30, half past 1:00... I call my partner. Your daughter's dead. What happens if I don't call you?
Ms. Jones : Kill her anyways.
Mr. Smith : You hear that, Mr. Watson? Do you understand? It's the woman in the picture or your daughter.
Gene Watson : God.
Mr. Smith : God can't help you Mr. Watson, only you.
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[Mr. Watson asks Mr. Smith who is he]
Gene Watson : Who are you?
Mr. Smith : [Mr. Smith whispers in his ear] I'm the guy who'll kill your daughter if you don't get moving.
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[Mr. Smith loads Mr. Watson's gun for him]
Mr. Smith : All right. It's loaded. It's ready for the hunt. So are we.
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[Mr. Smith stops Mr. Watson from going to a police officer]
Mr. Smith : I know what you're thinking. You're like a worm on a hook, wiggling around, thinking you might get off.
Gene Watson : What would you do?
Mr. Smith : She'd be dead. Do what you're supposed to do, young man! You do it now!
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[Officer Trust asks Mr. Smith if he's got the situation under control]
Officer Trust : You got this under control, Smitty?
Mr. Smith : Yeah.
Officer Trust : Sure doesn't look like it.
Mr. Smith : It's under control.
Officer Trust : Yeah. Well, it better be, because I'm running out of these.
[Officer Trust gives Mr. Smith a new walkie-talkie]
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[Mr. Watson and Ms. Brooks hand over their only gun to the Mystery Man]
Mystery Man : Is it real? I mean, do we know anything about it?
Krista Brooks : It looks real. I don't know anything about guns.
Mystery Man : May I see it?
Gene Watson : The gun is real.
Mystery Man : [the mystery man scoffs] Well, it certainly looks real.
Mystery Man : [as the mystery man looks over to the corner of the room] May we have your opinion?
Mystery Man : [the mystery man then hands over the gun to Mr. Smith] You're supposed to be the expert in these matters.
Mr. Smith : [Mr. Smith checks the gun, grabs a pillow, and shoots Ms. Brooks dead] Yeah. I'd say it's real.
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[Mr. Watson sees Mr. Smith in a dream sequence after shooting him dead]
Gene Watson : I killed you.
Mr. Smith : You fucked up.
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[Mr. Smith blames Mr. Watson for the death of Ms. Brooks]
Mr. Smith : [as they stand over the dead body] Look at her. That's what it looks like. She was alive a minute ago, and now she's dead because you wouldn't do what I told you to do.
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[Mr. Watson fires his gun at the back of Mr. Smith]
Mr. Smith : Very good, Mr. Watson. I told them, I can make a killer out of you.
[as Mr. Watson fires his gun at Mr. Smith]
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[Ms. Jones grabs Mr. Watson's daughter and starts walking away with her]
Gene Watson : Ma'am! I'll take my daughter.
Mr. Smith : Don't worry. My partner's good with kids.
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[Mr. Watson and his little girl sit in the van with Mr. Smith and Ms. Jones]
Lynn Watson : I want my daddy!
Ms. Jones : Well, your daddy's right there.
Gene Watson : [Mr. Watson from the passenger seat] Daddy's right here, honey. Daddy's here.
Ms. Jones : We're your daddy's friends.
Mr. Smith : [Mr. Smith from the driver seat] That's right. Policeman's your friend. Isn't that right, daddy? Daddy?
Gene Watson : That's right, honey. The police are our friends.
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[Mr. Smith threatens Mr. Watson by hitting his pistol in his leg]
Mr. Smith : Mr. Watson, you're not paying attention. Your daughter's life depends on you. Do you understand?
Gene Watson : [Mr. Smith hits his pistol in Mr. Watson's leg again] Ahh!
Mr. Smith : Do you understand that?
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[Mr. Smith yells at Mr. Watson to say at 1:30 his little girl is dead]
Mr. Smith : Look at your watch. Look at it! At 1:30, your little girl is dead. Say it with me. 'At 1:30, my little girl is dead.' Say it! Say it! Name it!
Gene Watson : At 1:30, my little girl is dead.
Mr. Smith : Unless you do what you're told. You go do it.
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[Mr. Smith pushes Mr. Watson along to start walking]
Mr. Smith : Don't forget! I'll be watching you!
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[Mr. Watson throws away Mr. Smith's walkie-talkie]
Mr. Smith : I ought to throw you after that walkie-talkie, but I'm going to give you a break, because you're an amateur.
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[Mr. Smith stands over Mr. Watson's body in the elevator when a couple try to walk in]
Mr. Smith : Security force. Take the next car. Thank you.
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[Officer Trust notices that Mr. Smith loses Mr. Watson again]
Officer Trust : Where is he? Did you lose him?
Mr. Smith : [in a low voice] Shut up.
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[Mr. Smith fights with Mr. Watson and slams him against a concrete wall]
Mr. Smith : Fuck with me, huh? Huh?
