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Old 05-17-2010, 07:14 PM   #2209
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[Maria and Chris are arguing, Maria meanwhile is holding a TV in her arms]

Chris Lecce: Now, Maria let's go over something. I came home last night.
Maria McGuire: [nods emphatically]
Chris Lecce: We had sex.
Maria McGuire: [nods again]
Chris Lecce: Then I woke up and went to work like I do every morning. Now did I forget something?
Maria McGuire: [drops the TV causing it to smash]
Chris Lecce: [looks down at the floor with an Astonishingly Puzzled expression on his face]
Maria McGuire: I'm leaving. And when I come back, I want you gone.
Chris Lecce: [to Maria who's walking away furious ] All right, all right!...I'll marry you.
Maria McGuire: [smiles sweetly and comes back to Chris who giggles, she giggles too immediately punching him in the Stomach] Life is just too short.
Chris Lecce: [doubled over weazing, weak cough]

-Another Stakeout {1993}
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Bill Reimers: [during an argument about who killed Kennedy, Bill checks the fridge] Those bastards. They ate everything and left us a dog turd.
Chris Lecce: Ralph Warren left us a dog turd?
Bill Reimers: No, Phil and Jack. I am gonna get those guys. I don't know how, but I will.
Chris Lecce: Give me the keys. I'll go to the supermarket. What do you want?
Bill Reimers: Truth and justice.
Chris Lecce: Anything else?
Bill Reimers: Doughnuts.
Chris Lecce: Why not? We're cops.

==

Bill Reimers: [Watching Phil and Jack leave and snickering] Yeah, I smell a rat, they are up to something. I don't know what it is, but they are up to something. I'm going to find out what it is
[he raises binoculars to his eyes, lowers them, then turns to Chris]
Bill Reimers: Do you know what it is?
Chris Lecce: [casually, with a Poker face] Yeah, I think I have a pretty good idea..[clearing his throat]
Chris Lecce: What, what, tell me?
Bill Reimers: [Turns at Chris' gesture, and sees that ink coating the rims of the binoculars is now around each eye, making him look like a racoon] Son of a bitch! Christ, I'm gonna *kill* 'em!

- Stakeout {1987}

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