Murphy: Ever been to Reno? Get your bubble gum.
Murphy: You know the golden rule: fuck the gold. He who has a nickel-plated makes the rules.
Cybil Waingrow: Or what, you'll kill me?
Murphy: You recognize me now? I recognize you.
Michael Zane: I've got good news and bad news.
Jesse Waingrow: What's the good news?
Michael Zane: Your mom's in the trunk.
Jesse Waingrow: What's the bad news?
Michael Zane: She's still alive.
Michael Zane: It's time to go to work, baby.
Michael Zane: Finish your fries.
Jesse Waingrow: You can't tell me what to do. You're not my dad.
Michael Zane: Didn't anybody ever tell you about starving kids in Africa?
Jesse Waingrow: Why? Are you gonna send them my fries?
Michael Zane: Guys like me die caught. Guys like you die bloody.
Murphy: Pork chop, Pork chop. Greasy, Greasy. We beat your team, fuckin easy easy. whooo Go Wombats.
Murphy: Fucking cowboy.
Federal Marshal Quigley: Either quit smoking or get a new lighter.
Murphy: You want karma, asshole?
Cybil Waingrow: I didn't leave Jesse with a stranger. I left him with you.
