Edwards: So who exactly are you with? F.B.I.? N.S.A.?

Kay: I'm part of a bureau that licenses, monitors and polices alien activity on the planet Earth.

Edwards: Whatever.

Kay: We're here.

Edwards: This is where we're going?

Kay: Yeah.

Edwards: This is Jack Jeebs' spot. He buys from chain snatchers. He doesn't even sell guns.

Kay: Really?

Jeebs: Officer Eduardo. How did these get here? I thought I turned these into the proper authorities.

Edwards: The way I hear it, Jeebs, you're into something a little hotter than some stolen Rolexes.

Jeebs: Well, I'm a huge crack dealer now, but I work here because I love the hours.

Edwards: I'm talking about guns, smart ass. Weird ones!

Jeebs: Come on. Edwards. What you see is what I got.

Kay: Why don't you show him the imports, Jeebs?

Jeebs: Hi Kay. How are you?

Kay: Show him the imports right now.

Jeebs: I got out of that business a long time ago.

Kay: Why do lie to me, Jeebs? I hate it when you lie.

Jeebs: Just hold on a second.

Kay: I'm going to count to three.

Edwards: He’ll do it, Jeebs.

Kay: One.

Edwards: I’m telling you, that man does not look stable.

Kay: Two.

Edwards: But you know what. Talk to me. He is just crazy when he's like this.

Jeebs: He's always crazy. Why don't you get a massage? Take a cruise.

Kay: Three.

Edwards: Drop the weapon. Hands on your head!

Kay: I warned him.

Edwards: Drop the weapon!

Kay: You warned him.

Edwards: Don't make me kill you.

Jeebs: You insensitive prick! Do you have any idea how much that stings?

Kay: Show us the merchandise or you'll lose another head, Jeebs. Mr. Edwards?

Edwards: Right there. The one in the middle.

Kay: You sold a reverberating carbonizer with mutate capacity to an unlicensed cephlapoid! Jeebs, you piece of--

Jeebs: He looked alright to me.

Kay: It must have been for an assassination. Who's the target?

Jeebs: You know I don't know.

Kay: Goddamn it, Jeebs!

Jeebs: I don't know!

Kay: All that's confiscated. I want you on the next transport off this rock, or I'll shoot you where it don't grow back.

Edwards: And I'm going to be back to talk about them Rolexes.

Kay: Searching for a handle on the moment? I can't help you. The only comfort I can offer is my promise that tomorrow morning you won't remember a thing.

Edwards: Well that's not exactly some shit you just forget.

Kay: Ever seen one of these?

Kay: She looks over to her husband then sets it back down in her lap and says, “Honey, this one's eating my popcorn.” Get it?

Edwards: Yeah.

Kay: I gotta go. Thanks for the egg rolls, kid.

Edwards: Wait a minute. Who are you?

Kay: See what I mean about tequila? You're a bright young man, James. But you need to lay off the sauce. I'll see you bright and early, 9:00. Be there, or be square.