Everett Ward: A little rash but very intriguing. In case you haven't heard, there are no sure things.
Ironside: I agree, but sometimes the odds can be bent a little.
Everett Ward: Is this your way? You have a touch of larceny in you.
Ironside: (looking at a two-headed coin) With most people, it seems to be just a matter of degree. It's a lucky piece.
Everett Ward: Are you always this oblique?
Ironside: To the point then, I'm talking about jury fixing. In case you haven't heard, counselor, that's a felony.
Everett Ward: Nice change of pace. You could have been a good trial lawyer.
Ironside: Coming from you, that's a compliment.
Everett Ward: Okay, you have my full attention.
Ironside: And you have my opening remark.
Everett Ward: Comes closer to being an accusation.
Ironside: Well, nothing personal. Statement of fact.
Everett Ward: Backed by evidence?
Ironside: No. Personal conviction.
Everett Ward: Come on, Chief, opinions are inadmissible, you know that.
Ironside: Well, then, let me put it to you this way. Would I be here now if you didn't have a few suspicions of your own?
Everett Ward: Another quarter with two heads?
Ironside: How do you figure that?
Everett Ward: You realize that trying to prove jury tampering while they're still deliberating would give me a good chance to move for a mistrial.
Ironside: I don't expect your sympathy, just your co-operation. I'm gambling that you play by the rules.
Everett Ward: But I play to win. But your little note suggested to me that you might be willing to stick your head inside the muzzle of a very big cannon. So I'd be more than willing to help you explore this preposterous theory in the hope that you might step out of line and when you do, Chief, I'll pull the lanyard on you.
Ironside: That's quite graphic, I'll keep it in mind.
Barbosa: That bulldog. Like he's got an old shoe. He's been chewing on me one way or another for ten years.
Everett Ward: I thought I'd wait for the verdict at that restaurant across the street, maybe have some lunch. You care to join me?
Ironside: Flip a coin to see who buys?
Ward: Suits me. (they all call heads)
Ironside: All four of you? You call it, counselor.
Everett Ward: It's tails. (in disbelief)
Ironside: Your treat.
Everett Ward: This is a real quarter.
Ironside: Think I'd take advantage of my friends?