
Scarface: [Pointing at people] Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, and fuck you, I'm out!

Diamond: Make the money, don't let it make you.

Hopper: If I didn't promise my mother on her deathbed that I wouldn't kill you, I'd kill you!
Molt: You know, no-one appreciates that more than I do.

Cisco: That mother fucker loaded...he got piles of cash just layin' around the crib.

David: Yeah, where's our lawyer?
Big Bob: Oh, I think we want to keep these proceedings as pleasant as possible.

Luke: Anna! You do not run out on your mother.
Anna Harrison: No, that's your job.

Miss Clavel: You're giving me a gray hair.
Madeline: Could I see?
Miss Clavel: No.

Steve Arlo: I don't think he's ever kissed a girl. He's like 30-something years old.

Victor Bukowski: Even if I could pretend that you never left me... I couldn't pretend that I don't love her.

Annie O'Shea: But he's never told a lie in his life.
Jackie O'Shea: Well, he's making up for it now.

Ivy: Somebody has to teach this beautiful bird some manners. Might as well be me.
Paulie: What's wrong with my manners?

Z: I guess you prefer old Blood and Guts, huh? His idea of a romantic date is two seats at a public execution. Boy, you sure chose the right husband.
Bala: For your information, the general and I are deeply, deeply in... in... engaged.