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

Bob Sweeney: There was a moment, when I used to blame everything and everyone for all the pain and suffering and vile things that happened to me, that I saw happen to my people. Used to blame everybody. Blamed White people, blamed society, blamed God. I didn't get no answers 'cause I was asking the wrong questions. You have to ask the right questions.
Derek Vinyard: Like what?
Bob Sweeney: Has anything you've done made your life better?

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

Dr. Gonzo: As your attorney, I advise you to take a hit out of the little brown bottle in my shaving kit. You won't need much, just a tiny taste.

Kate Gulden: Thank you for the world so sweet.Thank you for the food we eat.Thank you for the birds that sing.Thank you, God, for everything.

Michael: This family is kaput.

Bill Bowerman: For the time being, let's not have you working out with the team. You'll be facing Viren all over again at the Montreal Olympics. I don't want you racing anyone now. I just want you running. You have to explore the limits of the one competitor above everyone else you've always loved to face... Steve Prefontaine.

Jack Ames: Fuck you.
Harry Ross: Just me? Not the horse I rode in on?
Jack Ames: Him too.

Jason: I guess he's still in the slammer.
Claudia: In the slammer?
Jason: Yeah, the sculptor across the way beat up his wife last night.
Claudia: You're kidding.
Antonio: Jason sicced the cops on him.
Claudia: Oh, so this isn't just cheap thrills. It's in the public interest.
Jason: Call me citizen voyeur.
Claudia: So, if he gonna come after you?
Jason: No, I don't think so. He doesn't know I called the cops, and I didn't give my name to 911.