Michael Jennings: Look, don't worry about the FBI. We all know they couldn't find a hooker in a whorehouse anyway.
Michael Jennings: Fuck those animals stink.
Forrest Taft: Well, let's see, that's natives 8, oil workers 0. Anyone else wanna play with Cupcake?
Hugh Palmer: You used to be a good man, Forrest. Now, you're nothing but a whore.
Forrest Taft: For 350,000 dollars I'd fuck anything once.
Forrest Taft: I guess it doesn't really matter since I kind of blew up all the evidence.
Forrest Taft: What does it take to change the essence of a man?
McGruder: Who the fuck is he?
Michael Jennings: You wanna know who he is? Try this: delve down into the deepest bowels of your soul. Try to imagine the ultimate fucking nightmare. And that won't come close to this son of a bitch when he gets pissed.
Big Mike: Hey, Cupcake, what the fuck you think you're looking at?
Forrest Taft: Nothing much at all.
