Ned: You can stand here with me if you want but you'll have to agree not to talk about the heat.
Matty: I'm a married woman.
Ned: Meaning what?
Matty: Meaning I'm not looking for company.
Ned: Then you should have said I'm a happily married woman.
Frank: Did it ever occur to you, to try to work for a living? Take down your own scores?
Unnamed Detective: OK, fuck this guy.
Urrizi: I'll tell you something, I'm gonna be on your ass so much, you're gonna get careless. And on that day I'm gonna be in that place.
Frank: And that, is the last place that you wanna be. 'Cause no matter what happens, I will never, ever take a pinch from a greasy motherfucker like you.
Peter Hartman: Oh, for Christ's sake, DaSilva! Come off this cop on the beat mentality! Your wife left you for it! Wasn't that enough.
Security Sergeant Montone: Nelson, we're talking about nuclear detonators here. You don't just "lose" them and then "find" them. You lose your comb and then find it, but not detonators. Now I want to know where they were found, and who found them. You get my drift?
Bud: Amazing Grace, come sit on my face. Don't make me cry, I need your pie.
Jack Amsterdam: Cut the crap. I don't have all day. It's been 20 years since my last confession. I had a lot of things to do.
James Chan: The warrior is not a mountain goat. It is well to remember this.
Snake Plissken: What's wrong with Broadway?
George Swanson: I'm going to score one for you, Alex.
Alex Cutter: You've been watching too many Babe Ruth movies, George.
Bag Lady: Don't know why they want to persecute me because I don't talk to women. All women do is laugh, and sing, and say the word 'Pussy'. Y'ask any doctor, and he'll tell you that.
Frank Chambers: What are you, uh, Greek or something?
Cora: What... do I look Greek?