Ned: You better take me up on this quick. In about 45 minutes, I'm going to give up and go away.
Frank: Did it ever occur to you, to try to work for a living? Take down your own scores?
Unnamed Detective: OK, fuck this guy.
Urrizi: I'll tell you something, I'm gonna be on your ass so much, you're gonna get careless. And on that day I'm gonna be in that place.
Frank: And that, is the last place that you wanna be. 'Cause no matter what happens, I will never, ever take a pinch from a greasy motherfucker like you.
Cynthia Hawkins: Do you steal the dresses of all singers?
Jules: No, no.
Cynthia Hawkins: So, I'M the lucky one! I have a fan?
Jules: I heard you in Bordeaux. And last year I went to Munich specially for the concert.
Cynthia Hawkins: You made the trip for me?
Jules: Yes, on the moped.
Cynthia Hawkins: On the moped. So, you ARE a real fan.
Eric Liddell: God made countries, God makes kings, and the rules by which they govern. And those rules say that the Sabbath is His. And I for one intend to keep it that way.
Archy Hamilton: I'll see you when I see you.
Frank Dunne: Yeah. Not if I see you first.
James A. Wells, Assistant U.S. Attorney General: We can't have people go around leaking stuff for their own reasons. It ain't legal. And worse than that, by God it ain't right.
General Harlan Bache: Was I scared! I must have lost fifty pounds, all of it brown.
2nd Lieutenant: First time on U-boat?
Lt. Werner: Yeah. First time. It's gonna be exciting.
2nd Lieutenant: Do you have a will?
Lt. Werner: Excuse Me?
2nd Lieutenant: 13 boats down last moth. Sank with men and mice. Exciting, huh?
Big Mama: Oh boy, these old wings ain't what they used to be. Big Mama, you better lose a few pounds.
Joan Crawford: Why can't you give me the respect that I'm entitled to? Why can't you treat me like I would be treated by any stranger on the street?
Christina Crawford: Because I am not one of your fans!
Norman: You like that word, don't you? Bullshit.
Billy Ray: Yeah.
Norman: It's a good word.
Cora: All I know is, it went dark... If he'd have turned around, Frank, they'd have hanged us for it... and something... something put that cop there... It's an act of God those lights went out.
Dave: I've got the munchies.
Sgt. Casper: Son of a bitch! You could've busted his jaw.
Simms: That's right.
Sgt. Casper: We want him to talk.
Cpl. Lonnie Reece: You almost knocked his mouth straight down to his ass.
Sgt. Casper: Jesus Christ, Simms! We've got to interrogate the man. Now how the hell is he gonna talk to us if you're gonna break his fuckin' jaw?
Simms: That's his fuckin' problem.
Jack Amsterdam: Cut the crap. I don't have all day. It's been 20 years since my last confession. I had a lot of things to do.
Maureen Cutter, 'Mo': Speaking of which, you're home awfully early, aren't you? Couldn't you find a matron with a taste for gutter squalor?
Bag Lady: Don't know why they want to persecute me because I don't talk to women. All women do is laugh, and sing, and say the word 'Pussy'. Y'ask any doctor, and he'll tell you that.
Louise Bryant: What as?
John Reed: Well, it's almost Thanksgiving. You could go as a turkey.