- Mad Dog: Pulling a trigger is like ordering a takeout.
- Rama: They'll come here. They'll tear this place to the ground.
- Andi: We'll be long gone before they get here.
- Rama: Then why do you stay?
- Andi: For the same reason you stayed in that uniform - it just fits.
- Tama: Go to work and have a fun.
- Jaka: [talking to his S.W.A.T. team] Okay, listen up. Our target is Tama Riyadi. I'm sure most of you know who I'm talking about. This man has become something of a legend in the underworld. Pushers, gangs, killers, they all respect him like a god. For the past 10 years his building has been a no-go zone for police. I don't care how big he is or who is behind him, he must be stopped. That enterprising fuck's been renting out rooms like it's an apartment, to any low-life piece of shit looking to keep his head down. Our mission is simple: we go in, and we take him out!
- [after finding out Andi came back to him empty-handed, Tama stabs his right hand.]
- Tama: You little prick!
- [he pulls one of his video monitors close to Andi's face]
- Tama: I'll admit, I was impressed. I really was. But never underestimate the persistence of paranoia!
- [fast-forwards the video feed of Rama walking down the hall]
- Tama: See? There.
- [puts the feed back in play to show Andi pulling Rama into a room]
- Tama: After seeing that, I'd have sat still with shit in my pants.
- [leaning closer to Andi's ear]
- Tama: Seems these monitors are the only truth I got left. They never lie. They tell me everything I need to know. But there's one thing I wanted to ask. WHY? Ballsy move like that, ain't from no clash of conscience! But there's more to this! But then I think, it doesn't matter 'cause you're gonna die soon, anyway. I don't really give a shit about why anymore. No, what I want to know is...
- Tama: Who is this little cunt that's been tearing my place up? And what would it mean for you, if you were to die in front... of him! Or better yet, for him to be cut open in front of you!
- Andi: Fuck... you!
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