Ben Affleck (back to the B list / A list)

[After Banky pulls out a stack of porno magazines from his bag]

Holden McNeil: Oh my God. Who are you, Larry fucking Flynt? What are you going to do with all of those?

Banky Edwards: Read the articles. What do you think I'm going to do with them? They're stroke books, stupid!

Holden McNeil: You've got like, thirty books there! We're only going to be gone for two days!

Banky Edwards: Variety's the spice of life. I like a wide selection. Sometimes I'm in the mood for nasty close-ups, sometimes I like them arty and air-brushed. Sometimes it's a spread brown-eye kind of night, sometimes it's girl-on-girl time. Sometimes a steamy letter will do it, sometimes - not often, but sometimes - I like the idea of a chick with a horse.

Banky Edwards: Alright, now see this? This is a four-way road, OK? And dead in the center is a crisp, new, hundred dollar bill. Now, at the end of each of these streets are four people, OK? Are you following?

Holden McNeil: Yeah.

Banky Edwards: Good. Over here, we have a male-affectionate, easy to get along with, non-political agenda lesbian. Down here, we have a man-hating, angry as fuck, agenda of rage, bitter dyke. Over here, we got Santa Claus, and up here the Easter Bunny. Which one is going to get to the hundred dollar bill first?

Holden McNeil: The man-hating dyke.

Banky Edwards: Good. Why?

Holden McNeil: I don't know.

Banky Edwards: Because the other three are figments of your fucking imagination!

Daredevil: Hey, that light at the end of the tunnel? Guess what? That's not heaven. That's the 'C' train!

Kingpin: I'll tell everyone what you are.

Daredevil: Yeah, tell them you got beat by a blind man too.

Elektra: Are you sure you're blind?

Matt Murdock: Sure you don't want to tell me your name?

Daredevil: Hi. How you doing?

Jose Quesada: Didn't you hear? I was acquitted.

Daredevil: Not by me.

Kingpin: You know, I've learned one thing in all my years in this business.

Matt Murdock: What's that?

Kingpin: Nobody's innocent. Nobody.

Daredevil: I'm not the bad guy.

Bartleby: I'm going to have to start off by apologizing for my friend, he has a penchant for the dramatic.

Chuckie: Are we gonna have a problem here?

Clark: No, no, no, no! There's no problem here. I was just hoping you might give me some insight into the evolution of the market economy in the southern colonies. My contention is that prior to the Revolutionary War, the economic modalities, especially in the southern colonies, could be most aptly described as agrarian precapitalist.

Chuckie: Let me tell you something -

Will: Of course that's your contention. You're a first-year grad student; you just got finished reading some Marxian historian, Pete Garrison probably. You're gonna be convinced of that 'till next month when you get to James Lemon. Then you're going to be talking about how the economies of Virginia and Pennsylvania were entrepreneurial and capitalist way back in 1740. That's gonna last until next year; you're gonna be in here regurgitating Gordon Wood, talkin' about, you know, the pre-revolutionary utopia and the capital-forming effects of military mobilization.

Clark: Well, as a matter of fact, I won't, because Wood drastically underestimates the impact of social -

Will: "Wood drastically underestimates the impact of social distinctions predicated upon wealth, especially inherited wealth"? You got that from Vickers' "Work in Essex County," page 98, right? Yeah, I read that too. Were you gonna plagiarize the whole thing for us? Do you have any thoughts of your own on this matter? Or do you, is that your thing, you come into a bar, read some obscure passage and then pretend - you pawn it off as your own, as your own idea just to impress some girls, embarrass my friend?

Clark: [looks down in shame]

Will: See, the sad thing about a guy like you is, in 50 years you're gonna start doin' some thinkin' on your own and you're going to come up with the fact that there are two certainties in life: one, don't do that, and two, you dropped 150 grand on a f***in' education you could have got for a dollar fifty in late charges at the public library!

Clark: Yeah, but I will have a degree. And you'll be servin' my kids fries at a drive-thru on our way to a skiing trip.

Will: That may be, but at least I won't be unoriginal. But I mean, if you have a problem with that, I mean, we could just step outside - we could figure it out.

Clark: No, man, there's no problem. It's cool.

Will: It's cool?

Clark: Yeah.

Will: Cool.

Chuckie: Fuckin' damn right it's cool. How do you like me NOW?

Morgan: My boy's wicked smart!

Chuckie: Look - you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong way. In twenty years, if you're still livin' here, comin' over to my house to watch the Patriots games, still workin' construction, I'll fuckin' kill you. That's not a threat; now, that's a fact. I'll fuckin' kill you.

Chuckie: So this is a Harvard bar, huh? I thought there'd be equations and shit on the wall.

Chuckie: Hey asshole.

Will: What, bitch?

Chuckie: Happy birthday.

Chuckie: Christ, who did you call?

Will: No one. I forgot the number.

Morgan: You fuckin' retarded? You went all the way out there in the rain and you didn't bring the number?

Will: No, it was your mother's 900 number. I just ran out of quarters.

Morgan: Hey, how about we get off of mothers, alright? I just got off of yours!

Neil: I don't wanna be with anybody else, I just wanna be with Beth.

Neil: So, we're not getting married but I have to get rid of my pants?

Neil: People who get married are not to be trusted. You know why? Because if you were legitimately happy, honestly you wouldn't feel the need to make a big show out of it. You wouldn't have to broadcast it. They do it because they're insecure and because they think that getting married is what they're supposed to be doing now. And so they're lying to themselves and they're lying to others.

Doug MacRay: I need your help. I can't tell you what it is, you can never ask me about it later, and we're gonna hurt some people.

James Coughlin: Whose car we takin'?

Doug MacRay: If I feel anything, if I think anything might happen to her... I'm gonna kill both of ya.

Doug MacRay: We're fucked if we see a helicopter, we're fucked if we see SWAT. We see a cruiser, stop, take out the engine blocks, keep movin'. No one needs to get hurt.

James Coughlin: Yeah, these guards like to test you, though. They wanna get hurt for ten dollars an hour, don't get in the way.