Character: Wayne Rigsby

- You told her about your feelings?
- We are colleagues, it is against the rules here my feelings.
- No, it's not true.
- I sent out the vibes, unrequited, so to continue I will not.
- Fluids? Seriously? The fluids?!
Is clock when it stares her in the head. Women like.

- Come on, say it. Now you ask: "What can I say?". And I answer: "You think I'm an idiot for buying van pelt that Orchid?" And you know what? I'm glad I did it. Now a retaliatory move for her. I'll be as patient as a Zen Buddhist. Yes, the next step for her. I'm just gonna be the reed that sways in the breeze.
- You still love, but instead tell her you bought a flower.
- Yes, but it's a Buddhist, right?

Never been arrested, information about his work there and on Facebook it is not. The impression is that it does not exist.

- You don't like dogs?
They're pretending and doing it for food.
- Like all...
- Deep thought.

- In fact, he was not tortured, he bled to death in his own countersunk hole.
- You can tell he is guilty, Yes?..

- Have you ever...
- Paid for sex? No.
- It's weird, right?
- Not strange. Expensive.

Is my card! How did you do that?!
What?
- Card tricks?! People lost their lives. You should be ashamed.
- A shame. Ashamed. How embarrassing! It's all very embarrassing! Horror.

There's someone here was looking for something.
- Thank you, Captain obvious.
Three hours of brooding silence and then sarcasm. It's like we're married.

- Who are you guys?
Token remember? CBD.
What the hell is this?
California Bureau Of Investigation.
- What is it?
We like the FBI, only we go closer.