Lindsey: We are dealing with a bona fide case of mistaken identity here.
Slevin: Yeah.
Lindsey: Things like that aren't supposed to be real. It's like amnesia.
Lindsey: Not withstanding, here you are and Nick's nowhere to be found, so... I'd say you're fucked.
Slevin: Fucked.
Lindsey: Shouldn't you be a little more worried about all this?
Slevin: I have ataraxia.
Lindsey: Ataraxia?
Slevin: It's a condition characterized by freedom from worry or any other preoccupation, really.
Mr. Goodkat: The reason I'm in town, in case you're wondering, is because of a Kansas City Shuffle.
Nick: What's a Kansas City Shuffle?
Mr. Goodkat: A Kansas City Shuffle is when everybody looks right, you go left.
Nick: Never heard of it.
Mr. Goodkat: It's not something people hear about. Falls on deaf ears mostly. This particular one has been over twenty years in the making. No small matter. Requires a lot of planning. Involves a lot of people. People connected by the slightest of events. Like whispers in the night, in that place that never forgets, even when those people do.
ATARAXIA EVEN IN A KANSAS CITY SHUFFLE.
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