Raymond Hope: Jack Ames couldn't get blood out of a sock with a washing machine and a bottle of Clorox. Me, I can get blood out of a sock.
Mel: I know I've been a pain in the ass.
Harry: I don't mind. I didn't much like it when you shot me, though.
Raymond Hope: Don't you ever get tired of all the beautiful people, Harry? Doesn't it ever bother you that they do whatever they want because there're people like you and me who'll clean up after them?
Raymond Hope: Has your prostate started acting up yet?
Harry Ames: No.
Raymond Hope: Oh well, you've got that to look forward to.
Jack Ames: Fuck you.
Harry Ross: Just me? Not the horse I rode in on?
Jack Ames: Him too.