Michael Parks: Tommy O'Shea
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Quotes
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Tommy O'Shea : Wait! Whatever you want. Whatever you need.
Paul Kersey : I don't need anything. But *you*. You need a bath!
[Pushes him into a vat of liquid plastic]
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Paul Kersey : [points gun to O'Shea] Guns make you nervous?
Tommy O'Shea : [has his hands up] What do you want me to do?... Beg, you son of a bitch?
[in a praying position]
Tommy O'Shea : Please, PLEASE!
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Reg : This is bullshit!
Tommy O'Shea : What's that? What's that, man?
Reg : It's bullshit! So are you!
Tommy O'Shea : Hey, man! I makes you the head nigger and you talk to me like that?
Reg : Fuck you, you son of a bitch!
Chuck Paconi : Hey!
[Sal and Chuck grab Reg, Sal takes out a knife]
Sal Paconi : Reg, that was really stupid. You've got a big mouth. Now, apologize to the man.
Reg : I ain't saying shit!
Tommy O'Shea : Ah now, Reggie, you know damn well if you don't say shit, you'll lose ninety percent of your vocabulary.
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Chuck Paconi : [pointing a gun at Paul] You got a problem?
Tommy O'Shea : Guns make you nervous?
Paul Kersey : Guns have their uses. Idiots with guns make me nervous.
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[Tommy O'Shea is taking his daughter with him, he tosses some papers at Paul, while Sal and Chuck Paconi look on]
Tommy O'Shea : Read 'em and weep, she's coming with me.
Paul Kersey : Like hell she is.
[Paul punches Tommy, but Sal and Chuck grab Paul and hit him from behind with a log, knocking him unconscious, Sal and Chuck then proceed to help Tommy get up]
Tommy O'Shea : Son of a bitch is quick.
[Tommy, Sal, and Chuck leave the house]
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[Olivia's factory at night, Reg is putting some pamphlets away when Tommy O'Shea, joined by Sal and Chuck Paconi arrive]
Tommy O'Shea : Reggie...
[Reg turns around, but before he can do anything, Sal and Chuck grab hold of him]
Tommy O'Shea : Little Reggie been telling tales and talking out of school, now who little Reggie been talking to?
Reg : I ain't said nothing to nobody but you, you piece of white-trash!
Tommy O'Shea : I had no idea you were so prejudice.
[Reg spits on Tommy's shoes]
Tommy O'Shea : I usually got a shine with that.
Tommy O'Shea : [to Sal and Chuck] Do what you want with him.
[O'Shea begins walking towards the exit]
Sal Paconi : Reggie, there you go saying stupid things again.
Chuck Paconi : Hey Sal.
Sal Paconi : You know Reggie, you're looking a little rumpled, whaddya say we straighten you out?
[Reg begins thrashing uncontrollably as Sal and Chuck drag him over to a shirt presser, all while the following is said]
Reg : No! No!
Sal Paconi : You don't want to go downtown looking like... not a good thing Reggie, not a good thing, now improve your appearance.
Reg : No! No! No! NO!
[Sal and Chuck close the shirt presser on Reg's left hand, steam rises up as Reg shouts in pain]
Chuck Paconi : Man, that's gotta hurt!
[Sal and Chuck raise the shirt presser]
Sal Paconi : Reg, Reg, Reg, look we know you've been talking to somebody. Why don't you just tell us? Tell us who you've been talking to.
Reg : I didn't say nothing to nobody!
Sal Paconi : He didn't say 'nothing to nobody.'
Chuck Paconi : Let's make it match his hand.
Reg : No! Nooo! NOOO!
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Big Al : Mr. O'Shea... Mr. O'Shea...
Tommy O'Shea : [Pulling Al by his necktie] That's my name.
Big Al : Mr. O'Shea is this...
Tommy O'Shea : You're repeating yourself.
Big Al : Is this necessary?
Tommy O'Shea : You're boring the shit out of me. You know what your problem is? *You know what your problem is?*
Big Al : [choking] What?
Tommy O'Shea : You and your boss think you don't have to service your partners anymore. Let me tell you something, I'm partnered up with over 35 companies, all of them are very responsive and very helpful. With the exception of this company, because this company is too fat. And you, *you're too fat!*
[Tommy pushes Al onto a table where he is restrained by Sal and Chuck]
Tommy O'Shea : Look at you, you look like a beached whale.
Big Al : Mr. O'Shea...
Sal Paconi : Al, Al, I tried to warn you didn't I, you wouldn't listen.
[Tommy picks up a nearby saw and turns it on, upon seeing the saw, Al begins struggling]
Tommy O'Shea : Look what we have here!
[Tommy moves the saw closer to Al's stomach, but he suddenly turns it off]
Tommy O'Shea : Just acting, just acting Albert, relax.
Tommy O'Shea : [lifting up Al's shirt] Oh seriousness, my god!
Sal Paconi : That's gross.
Tommy O'Shea : Big tub of guts. I think you oughta have Dr. O'Shea's one second weight loss.
[O'Shea turns the saw back on as Al begins struggling again, but Sal quickly restrains him. Chuck takes out a gun and points it at Al's head]
Big Al : No! No!
Chuck Paconi : Don't move fat man!
[Reg notices what is happening, and walks over to the scene]
Sal Paconi : I think Al's got the message here don't you Al? Huh? Don't you? Well don't you?
[Tommy cuts into the side of Al's stomach with the saw, Al screams loudly as he rolls over a little. Tommy turns off the saw as he, Sal, and Chuck back away to avoid the blood]
