- [opening lines]
- Joshua: [voiceover] Ever think on how you got somewhere, or why? Well, my somewhere was an art town on the edge of the Pacific. The name of the place didn't matter much. I just knew I didn't belong.
- Joshua: Yeah, he's cool, but, uh, I DO think, that after all my efforts, that I, uh, deserve a kiss.
- Amber: Whoo! Slow down! Ha-ha. A kiss for the con man who punched my brother.
- Joshua: Yeah.
- Amber: Hnn.
- Joshua: That sounds reasonable. It's an idea.
- Amber: I have an idea.
- Joshua: What?
- Amber: How about you kiss my butt when I beat you down the beach?
- Joshua: What do I get if I win?
- Amber: Nothing, and you'll like it!
- Everly: You take a painting by a particular artist, a lesser known work of little value; you strip it and then paint a forgery of a more valuable work over it.
- Joshua: Wow, I guess you have this thing down to a science.
- Everly: Many paintings hanging in great museums are forgeries.
- Joshua: Really? Like, even famous ones?
- Everly: You better believe it.
- Bernie: He's not right for this. It's too much for a kid to handle. He's fifteen. He has pimples. I'm not even sure his voice has broken. He probably thinks the impressionists are a heavy metal band. He's talented, but he's a risk. We need to find someone else to do the Winslow Homer and get Dauphine his money, now.
- Everly: This kid is screwed up in the head. He is an emotional wreck. You know how hard a life in art is. Forgery isn't perfect, but he could make a living at it. I'm giving him a way so he never has to worry about money. Yeah, I'm tinkering, but the little bastard doesn't even know how lucky he is.