Gangster 55: And you, Mr. Freddie Mays, you had to go swimming in her eyes. Dancing in her hair. You had to slip into her mouth, slide over her tongue. Fall down her throat, deep down into her belly. Right into her blood. You had to fall asleep wrapped around her beautiful, beating heart.
Roseanne: You're such a weirdo. I don't even know why I listen to you.
Vincent: Because your heart knows I can see it.
Turkish: We've lost gorgeous George
Brick top: Well where'd you lose him? He ain't a set of fucking car keys is he?
Sean Dawkins: Hey Gordy?
Gordie Boggs: Yea?
Sean Dawkins: Why does it look like you have your finger in your butt?
Gordie Boggs: Because I do... stupid.
Bobby: Free eats at the dorma. Pizza! Double cheesa.
Simone 'Sissi' Schmidt: I wish I could have told the man his sweat smelled tasty. I guess he'd been sucking on a peppermint drop.
Dot: The guys paid a dollars apiece to find out if you're single.
Lydia Callahan: Tell the guys I have five husbands, each one rich, mean and jealous. I'll be rotatin' them through on a weekly basis.
Dot: That line will be all over the valley by breakfast.
Lydia Callahan: Oh, just tell 'em I own a rifle.
Aniki Yamamoto: I understand "fucking Jap," asshole.
Hector: You Sandro's kid too? How come I never heard about you?
Diana Guzman: I don't know. I'm his pride and joy.
Ashley Mercer: There's no future for people like you and me, Nick. The places we come from - plant towns, mill towns, small lives! No future, just more of the same! You want a future you got to stand up and steal it.
Berdine: They look like beatniks, should I unpack my bongos?
Marvel Ann: I intend to unpack mine.
Leonard Marliston: We have the same colour eyes.
Sheriff Brent Marken: No.
Leonard Marliston: Dad.
Sheriff Brent Marken: No... no... no.
Judge Litten Mandrake: It is time to remove Mr. McNamara. He is no longer loyal.
Harris Green: You're crazy, you know that? Do you have any idea what you have just given up?
Peter Tork: You can never move forward standing in the same place, Harris.
Harris Green: Yeah, well, let's see how many records you can sell when you're not in people's living room.
Greg Weinstein: I hope this is better than the last batch of shit you gave me. Produced more wood than Ron Jeremy. I don't want you to yell, "Reco!" anymore. Know what you should yell?"Timber!" Yeah, Mr. Fuckin' wood. I hear you fuckin' makin' your calls. It's bullshit, all right? I mean if you want them off the phone so bad, why don't you just hang up? You should get them excited. You know, excited? They should beg for a broker on the first call.
E.L.: You're already cheating! Anytime you pass up sex, you're cheating on yourself.
Su Li-zhen Chan: Am I hopeless?
Chow Mo-wan: Not really.
Noah: There you are again with those books! What is that?
Paul Tannek: Studying?
Preed: Fight the good fight, precious.
Stith: Preed, I'll kill you! Okay? I will kill you!
Lou Mozell: You know, that I actually met a girl by the name of Moo Goo Gai Pan? That was her last name. Her first name was Freida. Freida Moo Goo Gai Pan. She was half-Jewish, half-Chinese. A lot of people called her the Ori-Yenta.