Darkman (1990)

Larry Drake: Robert G. Durant

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• Robert Durant : Now, let's consider my points, one by one. One. I try not to let my anger get the better of me.

  [Durant cuts off one of Black's fingers. Black starts to sweat] 

  Robert Durant : Two. I don't always succeed.

  [Durant cuts off another of Black's fingers] 

  Robert Durant : Three. I've got seven more points.

  [Durant cuts off Black's third finger. Black screams] 

• Robert Durant : He's a cockroach; first you think you kill him and he pops right back up again!

• Louis Strack Jr. : Robert, I have good news and bad.

  Robert Durant : Custom dictates that you render the bad news first.

  Louis Strack Jr. : We have a little problem with Miss Hastings. It appears she has uncovered our alliance.

  Robert Durant : No problem at all. And the good news?

  Louis Strack Jr. : Your wife died.

  [Busts out laughing] 

  Louis Strack Jr. : I'm joking, of course. No. The good news is that I know who's behind our little troubles of late. When you retrieved my memorandum, you failed to excise the good doctor.

  Robert Durant : Westlake? He's extinct. I saw to it myself.

  Louis Strack Jr. : He's alive. I don't like loose ends, Robert. Finish it.

  Robert Durant : Where is he?

  Louis Strack Jr. : I believe we have a guide.

• Robert Durant : Tell us where to find the Bellasarious Memorandum, and we shall disappear... like a nightmare before the breaking day.

• Robert Durant : Where is he?

  Skip : Where's who?

  Robert Durant : Guzman!

  Skip : I thought he was with you.

  Robert Durant : Shit!

  [Durant runs past Guzman, who turns his head and sees what appear to be two Durants staring at each other in a revoling door] 

  Rudy Guzman : Dios mio! ¿Que pasa?

  [Pulls out his gun] 

  Rudy Guzman : There's two of those son of a bitches!

  [the two Durants immediately begin pushing their part of the revolving door and barking orders at Guzman to kill the other] 

  Darkman : Shoot him!

  Robert Durant : Shoot him!

  Rudy Guzman : Which one is Durant?

  Darkman : Not me, him!

  Robert Durant : Shoot him!

  Darkman : Shoot him!

  Rudy Guzman : Goddamnit!

• Louis Strack Jr. : I'm glad you survived, Robert. I'd hate to see your kids deprived of a role model.

  Robert Durant : They do look up to me.

  Louis Strack Jr. : When I was young, my father made me work high steel. Just me and the indians, no-one else crazy enough to run around up here against the wind. $4.50 an hour. Call me crazy, sometimes I miss it! Life on the edge! Five inches wide, six-hundred-fifty feet down! High Steel! Oh, by the way, you don't have any kids, Robert.

  [Strack pulls off a mask on Durant's face to reveal it is Darkman posing as Durant. Julie screams] 

  Louis Strack Jr. : Ha ha ha ha. You truly are one ugly son of a bitch. What do you think, Julie? Who's the real monster here? I destroy, to build something better! Whereas you? You're a man who destroys for revenge! Look! Look about you! It's all mine! Because I built it! I built it all!

• Robert Durant : The name isn't Buddy, it's Durant. Robert G. Durant.

• Robert Durant : [to his thugs]  Shoot him!

  Darkman : [posing as Durant]  Shoot *him!*

• Robert Durant : No foolish heroics, if you please.

• Robert Durant : Pauly, we've been very concerned about you.

  Pauly : Hey, Mr. Durant. I must've overslept. I'm sorry. I guess I missed the pickup, huh?

  Robert Durant : Where's the money, Pauly?

  Pauly : What money? L... I didn't make the pickup.

  Robert Durant : [Durant walks over to the suitcase by Pauly's bed and pulls out a plane ticket]  Rio. And first class. How delightful. And another one for Rick. Well. That explains his disappearance.

  Pauly : Hey, I don't know nothing about that!

  Robert Durant : [Seething]  Where is the money, Pauly?

  Pauly : What money? I swear, Mr. Durant, I didn't make the pickup. I've been here sleeping. Jesus, I swear to God. Why... I don't even know how I got dressed!

  [Pauly breaks down into tears as Durant makes a tsk, tsk sound] 

  Robert Durant : Well, Pauly...

  [He places the ticket in Pauly's pocket] 

  Robert Durant : ... have a nice flight.