Brick | 2005

You're quite a pill.

Uh-huh.

Where are you going? Home.

Why did you take a powder the other night?

Same reason I'm taking one now. Hold it!

I wanna help you. Go away.

Look, I can't trust you. You ought to be smart enough to know that.

I didn't shake up the party to get your attention,

and I'm not heeling you to hook you.

Your connections could help me, but the bad baggage they bring

could make it zero sum gain or even hurt me.

Better off coming at it clean.

I wouldn't have to lead you in by the...

I can't trust you.

Brad was a sap, you weren't.

You're with him, so you're playing him.

So you're a player.

With you behind me, I'd have to tie one eye up,

watching both of your hands. I can't spare it.

You're not Brad. No, I'm not.

You didn't call. Sorry. Kara went home though, didn't she?

Yeah, but she stopped at a payphone

and made two calls that she didn't want on her phone bill.

Get the numbers? No. Sorry.

It's all right. Me and Brad front-page news?

All the buzz. You really do that?

Yeah.

Why? Is Brad The Pin?

Brad is a sap.

I downed him on his field, and his crew didn't bite.

So now I know he's a sap, and anyone who acts like he isn't is profiting by it.

That's not why I roughed him, though.

For kicks?

Economics.

Brad's the school's biggest jake buyer,

so if this Pin is behind all the selling, I just got his attention.

Anyway, now we've shaken the tree, let's wait and see what falls on our heads.

Will do.