Ray Jackson: So you stomped him real good, huh, Frankie?
Janice Kent: Even worse.
Ray Jackson: What do you mean?
Janice Kent: He made him say matte.
Ray Jackson: All right, Frankie! But you'd better watch out - you might have to face me next time.
Janice Kent: You guys are out of your minds.
Ray Jackson: I'll drink to that.
Annie Savoy: Listen, sweetheart, you shouldn't listen to what a woman says when she's in the throes of passion. They say the darndest things.
Ebby Calvin LaLoosh: Yeah, you said "Crash".
Annie Savoy: Honey, would you rather I were making love to him using your name, or making love to you using his name?
Eddie Cicotte: I always figured it was talent made a man big, you know, if I was the best at something. I mean, we're the guys they come to see. Without us, there ain't a ballgame. Yeah, but look at who's holding the money and look at who's facing a jail cell. Talent don't mean nothing. And where's Comiskey and Sullivan, Attell, Rothstein? Out in the back room cutting up profits, that's where. That's the damn conspiracy.