Mitchell (1975)

Mitchell: I've got beer and... vodka.

Mitchell: She'll lie in my bed for nothin'.

Mitchell: Piss off, kid.

Cummings: Watch out for falling rocks.

Cummings: The coffee is cold and you are a lousy butler.
Benton: I am not a lousy butler.
Cummings: You are a lousy butler.
Benton: I am not.
Cummings: I say you are a lousy butler, the coffee is cold.

Mitchell: Hey, did you ever do any of that, you know, obscene photographs and all that?
Greta: Mmm hmm. When I needed the bread.
Mitchell: Where can I buy some?

Walter Deaney: Call Mistretta. Tell him to talk to Gallano.

Walter Deaney: Shut up. I'm thinking.

Mitchell: Sorry, beer's got a little excited.

Chief Pallin: People don't like you, Mitchell. I don't care for you much myself.

James Arthur Cummings: What are you doing with those steaks? Growing them?