Darius Kincaid: I'll do my thing. You know when I want some sh*t to pop, it pops. Like that shot through that tittie-small window on Kurosawa's plane.
Michael Bryce: That's enough. Okay, that's enough out of you.
Darius Kincaid: Show me the face you made when that sh*t went down.
Michael Bryce: That still stings.
Darius Kincaid: I know you wasn't expecting that sh*t to happen.
Michael Bryce: Yeah, I was expecting you to blow my client's head off.
Darius Kincaid: Did you have that Home Alone face thingy, like...?