Capt. Jason Briggs: Is there a problem with your privates, Private?
Sam Smotherman: Pete, it's good to see you, buddy. I'm dyin' to read your book, man. When's it comin' out on tape?
Terry McKay: I guess I'm happy when I don't want to be anywhere else but where I am.
Francesco Dellamorte: You and I are both the same. We kill out of indifference, out of love sometimes, but never out of hate. Now I don't know who's dead or alive. I'm sick of killing. So I'm leaving the game, Brother.
Yvonne Biasi: Who wants ice cream on their pie? Who wants pie?
Lt. Jake Stone: You arrested a waiter?
Norman Robberson: Jake, he was rude.
Lt. Jake Stone: Norman, you can't arrest people for being rude. If you could, all of New York City would be on Death Row.
Red Bean's Mother: You ate my chicken ass, now I'm going to eat your ass.