Tommy B. Jordan: Look, it's my ass if you take that.
Art Jeffries: Then don't tell anyone.
Kurt Dussander: Boy, be careful. You play with fire.
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.
Kevin Dunne: Don't give me that wounded look. You haven't got the face for it.
Mari Hoff: Ah, your not the famous phone bill, are ya?
Hilary: If you think being an ordinary person is any easier than being an extraordinary one, you're wrong.
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!
Dean Martin: Hey Frank, how do you make a fruit cordial?
Frank Sinatra: I don't know Dean, how do you make a fruit cordial?
Dean Martin: Be nice to it.
Sen. Jay Billington Bulworth: All we need is a voluntary, free-spirited, open-ended program of procreative racial deconstruction. Everybody just gotta keep fuckin' everybody 'til they're all the same color.
Guido Rosetti: I don't want to fight you.
Rolf Bruner: Yeah? But I do.
Ruber: Panic sweeps across the land.
Gryphon: Precisely.
Ruber: My plan is perfect.
Gryphon: Precisely.
Ruber: Without the sword, Arthur is vulnerable.
Gryphon: Precisely.
Ruber: And now Excalibur is mine.
Gryphon: Eh... here's where we enter a grey area.
Thomas Builds-the-Fire: Your father saved my life.
Victor Joseph: Thomas you don't even know my father. Did you know that my father was the one that set your parent's house on fire? Did you know that my father beat my mother? Did you know that my father beat me too?
Thomas Builds-the-Fire: All I know is that when your father left your mother lost you too.
Victor Joseph: Thomas I wish that fire had killed you.
Thomas Builds-the-Fire: Victor look OUT.
Steve Rubell: Prison can be so fucking dull at night.