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Foggy Nelson : You ever wake up in the morning from the second you get out of bed, it's like every molecule in your body hurts?
Matt Murdock : No, never.
Foggy Nelson : I'm in agony, dude.
Matt Murdock : What, did you go back to the gym?
Foggy Nelson : Hell, no. Do I look capable of making healthy life choices?
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Foggy Nelson : That's the tragedy of you being blind, you've never seen me dance.
Matt Murdock : Yeah, but I can cite the legends I heard in law school.
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Foggy Nelson : You know, Karen's been asking questions. The cuts, the scrapes, the bruises.
Matt Murdock : What do you tell her?
Foggy Nelson : You have a drinking problem.
Matt Murdock : That's horrible.
Foggy Nelson : Well, it's more plausible than you put on a devil suit and beat the shit out of strangers.
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Matt Murdock : What have we got?
Karen Page : All right. Well, uh, Mr. Marino's dog was viciously beaten by his neighbor after the dog, um defiled the neighbor's statue of Saint Francis.
Matt Murdock : "Defiled"?
Karen Page : Um, humped repeatedly until completion.
Foggy Nelson : That's a dog I want to defend.
Karen Page : Oh, he's he's all yours, cowboy.
[Points to another client]
Karen Page : And, uh, Mr. Maxwell here was attacked in a bar fight last night.
Mr. Maxwell : He started it.
Karen Page : Oh, I called Metro-General and the other guy will recover, but if you are looking at trial, you probably wanna wait until his jaw is unwired.
Mr. Maxwell : Your girl's a badass.
Karen Page : You've no idea.
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Sgt. Brett Mahoney : There's a total clampdown on any of this getting out to the press. I'd like to keep it that way.
Matt Murdock : Brett you can trust us.
Foggy Nelson : We're lawyers.
[Mahoney scoffs]
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Foggy Nelson : What are we stepping into?
Matt Murdock : I don't know. I think I can rattle some cages, see who talks but, uh-...
Foggy Nelson : Did you even listen to Brett? We're talking about a squad of trained killers loose on the streets. Not the kind of guys you challenge to a fist fight in your underwear.
Matt Murdock : Hey! It's not underwear, Foggy. Underwear is comfortable.
Foggy Nelson : You're a lot of things. Bulletproof is not one of them.
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Foggy Nelson : I would say it's good to see you, but under the circumstances-...
Sgt. Brett Mahoney : Would you please step aside, sir?
Foggy Nelson : We got a couple of questions, Brett.
Sgt. Brett Mahoney : If you're here to chase ambulances, you might notice: there are none.
Matt Murdock : Any leads on what happened?
Sgt. Brett Mahoney : Oh, you wanna know what went down? Read about it in the papers like everybody else.
Foggy Nelson : We're not everybody else, my man.
Sgt. Brett Mahoney : Did you just say "my man"?
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Sgt. Brett Mahoney : DA's going bat shit trying to figure it out. This isn't the first hit that matches this MO. Call it massive gang-on-gang overkill. Downtown office thinks we got new players in Hell's Kitchen, and whoever they are, we're talking some kind of paramilitary-type organization with the training, knowledge and hardware to take out half the city.
Matt Murdock : What do they want?
Sgt. Brett Mahoney : That's what's driving the DA nuts. We don't know who they are. We just know who they're not.
Foggy Nelson : I'd say they're definitely not fond of the Irish.
Sgt. Brett Mahoney : You think?
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Turk Barrett : I gave you what you wanted. My hand's busted, I got all this glass I gotta replace now. Maybe, just let a brother go, huh? Come on, D. I'm out on parole, man. I can't go back to jail. Please. I missed Hell's Kitchen.
Daredevil : Yeah. It didn't miss you.
[Throws his car keys in the river]
Turk Barrett : Fine. Know what? Be like that. 'Cause we both know I'll be back out by the end of the mon-...
Daredevil : [Punches him in the face] I'll see you then.
