Johnny Whitworth: Ray Carrigan
Roarke : [answering phone] Carrigan!
Ray Carrigan : I got your package but the cost of doing business with me just went up.
Roarke : I don't understand.
Ray Carrigan : What's not to understand? I want more. You understand that?
Roarke : We had an agreement, Carrigan. Changing the defined terms of an agreement is something we just don't do.
Ray Carrigan : You told me to get a kid. Not a problem. I've done that with people before. And I have a history with his bitch of a mom, so there's no better guy for the job. But what you didn't tell me, is that I'd be walking into the middle of a goddamn horror movie.
Ray Carrigan : Oh, this is funny to you? Three of my guys get turned into matchsticks last night by a dude on a motorcycle with his head on fire.
Roarke : Come again?
Ray Carrigan : You heard me. I've seen things, weird things, bad things. But that thing last night? No. No, no, no.
Roarke : Put the boy on the phone.
Ray Carrigan : [holds phone to Danny's ear] Talk. Talk!
Roarke : Danny, do you hear me? I want you to listen very closely. Listen to me.
[whispers demonic talk into phone, Danny screams]
Ray Carrigan : What the hell was that?
Roarke : Think of the child as a sort of computer. You know computers, right? I just uploaded a little program. A firewall. Our friend on the motorcycle won't be able to sense him now, to track him. Of course, he still may be able to find you, so I suggest you keep moving.
Toma Nikasevic : 50 GM 148 Javelin, lock on, fire, and forget. American bunker-buster, two stage detonation. The first creates a super vacuum, it sucks the oxygen from the air. The next...
Ray Carrigan : [cutting him off] I know what it does, give me four of them, with extra heads.
Toma Nikasevic : How many men you go up against?
Ray Carrigan : Just one.
[Toma and his crew laugh]