Rick Santoro: Who the hell do you think you are, lady? Sticking your nose in where it doesn't belong. You were a number cruncher. Just crunch the goddamn numbers.
Charlie: Do you remember anything about what happened?
Jason: Well, I remember leaving my office Friday afternoon. I was driving up to the country to have dinner with a client. After that, I'm a total blank until I woke up in ICU.
Charlie: So, you're missing a whole week.
Jason: If you come across it, I'd like to have it back again.
Jack Ames: Fuck you.
Harry Ross: Just me? Not the horse I rode in on?
Jack Ames: Him too.
Lawson Russell: Drink, detective?
Clifford Dubose: Nah. Never touch it. Makes me happy.
Sam: Kelly Van Ryan is accusing me of rape.
Kenneth Bowden: Kelly Van Ryan? As in Sandra Van Ryan?
Sam: As in, I'm fucked.
Sid: I'm no role model. I'm a junkie and a thief.
Debbie Strand: No means no. Don't you guys get that? What is it, you stop understanding English when you get a hard-on?
Wei: Do not confuse luck with skill.
Pepper Gianini: All right all right! But we didn't actually sleep.
Casey Wells: You know what they did in Ancient Rome when a visitor violated somebody's hospitality? They cut off his dick and they nailed it to the fucking gate!
Dock Newton: You ain't any less of a drunk now than you was when hooch was legal.
Jess Newton: Well, you see, there's my point. That particular law ain't really doin' it's job, now is it?