Michael Madsen (back to the M list / M list)

Budd: That woman deserves her revenge...and we deserve to die.

Mr. Blonde: Eddie, if you don't stop talking like a bitch, I'm gonna slap you like a bitch.

Mr. Blonde: Are you gonna bark all day, little doggie, or are you gonna bite?

Mr. Blonde: Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know, or don't know, but I'm gonna torture you anyway, regardless. Not to get information. It's amusing, to me, to torture a cop. You can say anything you want cause I've heard it all before. All you can do is pray for a quick death, which you ain't gonna get.

Marvin: I already told you I don't know anything about any fucking setup; you can torture me all you want.

Mr. Blonde: Torture you? That's a good idea. I like that.

Mr. White: You can't leave this guy with them.

Nice Guy Eddie: Why not?

Mr. White: Because he's a fucking psycho. And if you think Joe's pissed off, that ain't nothing compared to how pissed off I am at him, for putting me in the same room as that bastard!

Mr. Blonde: See what I've been putting up with, Eddie? I fucking walked in here, I told these guys about staying put. Mr. White whips out his gun, he's sticking it in my face, calling me a motherfucker, saying he's gonna blow me away and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Mr. Blonde: You kids shouldn't play so rough. Somebody's gonna start cryin'.

Mr. Pink: We still gotta get outta here.

Mr. Blonde: We're gonna sit here and wait.

Mr. White: For what, the cops?

Mr. Blonde: Nice Guy Eddie.

Mr. Pink: Nice Guy Eddie? What makes you think he isn't on a plane half way to Costa Rica?

Mr. Blonde: 'Cause I talked to him and he said he was on his way down here.

Mr. White: You talked to Nice Guy Eddie? Why the fuck didn't you say that in the first place?

Mr. Blonde: You didn't ask.

Mr. White: Hardy fuckin' har.