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Micheal Bateman | Here, kitty, kitty. |
Micheal Bateman | Oh, my God. What are you doing ? |
Micheal Bateman | Stop that. |
Micheal Bateman | Drop the weapon ! Drop it now ! |
Micheal Bateman | Get on the ground! Put your-- |
Micheal Bateman | Burning the midnight oil, Mr. Smith ? |
Micheal Bateman | Hey, now don't forget to sign in. |
Micheal Bateman | Howard, it's Bateman. Patrick Bateman. |
Micheal Bateman | You're my lawyer, so I think you should know I've killed a lot of people. |
Micheal Bateman | Some escort girls in an apartment uptown, |
Micheal Bateman | uh, some homeless people, maybe five or ten, |
Micheal Bateman | an N.Y.U. girl I met in Central Park. |
Micheal Bateman | I left her at a parking lot behind some doughnut shop. |
Micheal Bateman | I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun. |
Micheal Bateman | And-And-And then some man, s-s-some old faggot with a dog. |
Micheal Bateman | Last week, I, uh-- |
Micheal Bateman | I killed another girl with a chain saw. |
Micheal Bateman | I had to. She almost got away. |
Micheal Bateman | And-- |
Micheal Bateman | Someone else there. I can't remember, maybe a model-- She's dead too. |
Micheal Bateman | And, uh, Paul Allen. |
Micheal Bateman | I killed Paul Allen with an ax in the face. |
Micheal Bateman | His body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell's Kitchen. |
Micheal Bateman | I don't wanna leave anything out here. I guess I've killed maybe... 20 people. |
Micheal Bateman | Maybe 40 ! |
Micheal Bateman | I have tapes of a lot of it. |
Micheal Bateman | Some of the girls have seen the tapes. |
Micheal Bateman | I even, um, |
Micheal Bateman | I ate some of their brains... |
Micheal Bateman | and I tried to cook a little. |
Micheal Bateman | Tonight, I, uh-- |
Micheal Bateman | I just had to kill a lot of people ! |
Micheal Bateman | And, um, |
Micheal Bateman | I'm not sure I'm gonna get away with it... this time. |
Micheal Bateman | So, uh-- I mean, |
Micheal Bateman | I guess... |
Micheal Bateman | I'm a pretty, uh-- |
Micheal Bateman | I mean, I guess I'm a pretty sick guy. |
Micheal Bateman | So, |
Micheal Bateman | if you get back tomorrow, |
Micheal Bateman | I may show up at Harry's Bar. |
Micheal Bateman | So, you know, |
Micheal Bateman | keep your eyes open. |
Micheal Bateman | Okay. |
Micheal Bateman | Oh ! |
Micheal Bateman | Are you my 2:00 ? |
Micheal Bateman | No. Can I help you ? |
Micheal Bateman | I'm looking for... Paul Allen's place. |
Micheal Bateman | Doesn't he... live here ? No, he doesn't. |
Micheal Bateman | You sure ? |
Micheal Bateman | You saw the ad in the Times ? |
Micheal Bateman | No. Yeah. I mean, yeah. |
Micheal Bateman | ln the Times. There was no ad in the Times. |
Micheal Bateman | I think you should go now. |
Micheal Bateman | But I think-- |
Micheal Bateman | I wanna know what happened here. |
Micheal Bateman | Don't make any trouble, please. |
Micheal Bateman | I suggest you go. |
Micheal Bateman | Don't come back. |
Micheal Bateman | I won't. |
Micheal Bateman | Don't worry. |
Micheal Bateman | Patrick Bateman's office. |
Micheal Bateman | Jean ? I need help. Patrick, is that you ? |
Micheal Bateman | Jean, I'm not-- |
Micheal Bateman | Craig McDermott called. Wants to meet you, David Van Patten and Tim Bryce at Harry's. |
Micheal Bateman | Oh, God. What did you say, you dumb bitch ? |
Micheal Bateman | Patrick, I can't hear you. What am I doing ? |
Micheal Bateman | Where are you, Patrick ? What's wrong ? |
Micheal Bateman | I don't think I'm gonna make it,Jean, to the, uh, |
Micheal Bateman | office this afternoon. |
Micheal Bateman | Why ? |
Micheal Bateman | Just say no ! What is it, Patrick ? Are you all right ? |
Micheal Bateman | Stop sounding so fucking sad. |
Micheal Bateman | Jesus ! |
Micheal Bateman | That's a table for three. Bateman, you're looking wild-eyed. Rough day ? |
Micheal Bateman | Hey, look. Bryce is back and he's drinking mineral water. |
Micheal Bateman | He's a changed man, except for he still can't a reservation to save his life. |
Micheal Bateman | Why don't you just try 150 Wooster? |
Micheal Bateman | I'm not going anywhere unless we have a reservation. |
Micheal Bateman | Le Cirque, Flamingo East, OysterBar. Come on, faggots. Let's get a "res." |
Micheal Bateman | Keep your shirt on. Maybe lose the suspenders. |
Micheal Bateman | Need a reservation for 8:30. |
Micheal Bateman | Excuse me, gentlemen. Right back. |
Micheal Bateman | 10:00 would not be any good. No. |
Micheal Bateman | Just fucking call them. Give me the phone. I'll do it. I'll call you back. |
Micheal Bateman | Face it. The Japanese will own most of this country by the end of the '90s. |
Micheal Bateman | Shut up, Carnes. They will not. |
Micheal Bateman | So, uh, Harold, did you get my message ? |
Micheal Bateman | Jesus, yes. That was hilarious. That was you, wasn't it ? |
Micheal Bateman | Yeah, naturally. Bateman killing Allen and the escort girls. |
Micheal Bateman | That's fabulous. That's rich. What exactly do you mean ? |
Micheal Bateman | The message you left. By the way, Davis, how's Cynthia ? You're still seeing her, right ? |
Micheal Bateman | W-Wait, Harold. What do you mean ? |
Micheal Bateman | Excuse me. Nothing. It's good to see you. |
Micheal Bateman | Is that Edward Towers ? |
Micheal Bateman | Carnes, wait. Uh-- |
Micheal Bateman | Davis, I'm not one to bad-mouth anyone. Your joke was amusing. |
Micheal Bateman | But come on, man. You had one fatal flaw: |
Micheal Bateman | Bateman is such a dork. |
Micheal Bateman | Such a boring, spineless lightweight. |