
Clyde: And you're wearing a dress?
Gena: No, actually it's a T-shirt.
Clyde: Well, it's good to see you're still fighting the good fight against the tyranny of pants.

Herman Howards: What's that on your shirt?
Lax: It's a Dodo Bird.
Herman Howards: Why are you wearing a Dodo Bird on your shirt?
Lax: Because they look stupid, but actually they're smart.

Alain van Versch: Twenty-seven bones in a human hand. Certain monkeys have more. Gorillas, 32. Five in each thumb. A man has 27. You break a hand, you break a leg... after a while calcium joins it back together. It may even end up stronger than before. But break a bone in your hand and you'll see it never heals. You'll remember it at each fight, with every punch. You'll be careful. But one day... the pain will come back. Like needles. Like broken glass.

Gus: You shouldn't be in a place like this.
Mickey: You used to sneak me into places worse than this.

Doc: I can't do what I said I would do. Mercy is a one-saying, mercy.
Claphands: Finish this.

Armando: Let him die. He's missing a hand anyway.

Unteroffizier Josef Schwartz: Are we going home now?
Leutnant Horst Schopis: Yes, we're going home now.