Murphy: No! Get away from me! JP Sater, that's the guy I met outside. Fuck! Sater!
JP: Oh, it's just you.
Murphy: What are you doing, JP?
JP: You know, enjoying the view. You know, they say if you were to put the Empire State Building in here, it wouldn't even reach halfway to the top of this place.
Murphy: It seems like a dangerous place to be sightseeing.
JP: You know, none of those things they said about me are true. The papers and stuff? People around town? My lawyers, they said it was just circumstantial evidence and what not. That's what I kept telling them.
Murphy: Yeah. I read all about it.
JP: Those newspaper men are god damned fucking liars!
Murphy: Relax, man. We're just talking here.
JP: What happened, that was an accident. I didn't mean to hurt nobody. I didn't murder nobody. Murder's a mortal sin. You go to hell for murder. Ain't that right, Murphy? Surely your mama taught you about what's right and what's wrong?
Murphy: Those kids had parents that might disagree with you. The paper mentioned negligence...
JP: It was an accident!
Murphy: You were completely hammered. There were witnesses.
JP: And how about you, Murphy? Someone know all your dirty little secrets?
Murphy: I never hurt anybody that didn't deserve it. And I sure as hell never hurt any kids. I wouldn't be able to live with myself.
JP: You call this living? Can you imagine what that's like, Murphy. Living all your life inside someone else's lie? Can you? Listen to us talk, as if anybody out there gives a damn. When we're the ones who decide if we can live with what we've done.
Murphy: Wait, what do you mean? Just wait a second.
JP: Be seeing you around, Murphy.