WILLIAM ARTHUR HOLMES (contact me here)

Riva

Serge: "It's a very mild psychotropic."
Riva: "Not when he's taking them by the handful!"

Riva: "F*** you."
Serge: "Later. You are quite pretty."
Riva: "I know."

Alex: "So, who are you with? CIA? NSA?"
Riva: "You think you rate a visit from one of them?"
Alex: "IRS? TSA? NBA?"

Riva: "Programmer, data entry clerk, whatever. How have you not gone insane already!?"

Serge: "He is going to want to have sex with you."
Riva: "Who doesn't?"

Serge: "I will put you and your boyfriend on The List if need be. Either you kill him or lock him up forever, or I send in someone else who can. Is that clear?"

Riva: "Have you ever wondered why you were chosen for this? Have you ever asked yourself, 'Why me?'"
Alex: "No. I'm not the type. I just figured sh*t happens. Just having a run of bad luck. Funny."

Riva: "He has already left a slime trail leading up to me."

Riva: "Put some clothes on! Nobody wants to see that."

Alex: "Wanna see something?"
Riva: "Not especially, no."

Riva: "You might be smart with computers, but in real life you are a complete idiot."

Riva: "You cannot simply quit a job like this. No one gets out alive."

Riva: "I never hear a 'Well done' or 'Nice job.' 'Nice ass' doesn't count."

"All the great military operations had memorable names: 'Charge of the Light Brigade', 'Operation Overlord.' How about 'Operation Make Him Your Bitch' or 'Operation Dimwit?'"

Serge: "To keep it interesting, I have procured someone clean and prepared him specially for you, my dear."
Riva: "Why him?"
Serge: "He insulted me."
Riva: "That's it? He insulted you, so now we ruin his life?" Serge: "Sure, why not?"

Riva: "You do that again, sunshine, and I will leave you dead on the floor."

Riva: "He's happy to see me."
Serge: "Of course he is happy to see you. He would be happy to see the devil himself at this point. You ever spent a night in a Malaysian jail?"

Serge: "Tell me again what your assignment is."
Riva: "I must find someone and... make him my b*tch!"
Serge: "Not your 'b*tch.' Your asset. Your pawn."

Riva: "Just wondering what you've been smoking."