John Finnegan: I will fuck you up if you fuck with me, ok? I know three kinds of Karate: Jujitsu, Aikido, and regular Karate.
Shad: You talk to her?
Erin Grant: Darrell's phone's disconnected. I think he moved again.
Shad: You know, I'd embrace the opportunity to maim his white ass up.
Erin Grant: I know you would, and that's really thoughtful, but I don't think it would help my case in court if I had him attacked.
Billy Halleck: What are you trying to do to me?
Heidi Halleck: What you wanted me to do in the back seat of your daddy's car. Prove my love to you.
Lt. Jack Cole: Listen, um, I want you to deliver a message for me. You tell your asshole boss that nobody, nobody threatens me.
Donald Cunningham: I understand. I'll convey your feelings to Mr. Deverell.
Lt. Jack Cole: Now get your ugly white ass outta here and don't come back.
Tails: Sonic! Help me, please! Please, help, Sonic.
Sonic: Grrrr... shut UP, tails.
Eamon de Valera: The Irish people established the Irish Republic. It can only be disestablished by the Irish people.
Hamlet: Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio - a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy. He hath bore me on his back a thousand times, and now how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung these lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment that were won't to set the table on a roar?
Hawthorne: I wouldn't have thought bravery would be a problem for you.
Charles Remington: Well, you hope each time it won't be... But you never really know.
Dammers: Sheriff! You are violating my territorial bubble.
Morehart: This is James Haggarty, our chief of security.
Robert: Hey, you ever done any wetwork?
James Haggerty: Only on three different continents.
Robert: Wow, really? Listen, you wanna impress me, slick? Do your fucking job.
Laura Lizzie: Oh God look, there is a pubic hair in my brush. Oh no wait, wait. That's just one of Rochelle's little nappy hairs.
Rochelle: Why are you doing this to me, Laura? Do you think you're funny?
Laura Lizzie: You really wanna know why?
Rochelle: Yes, I really wanna know why.
Laura Lizzie: Because I don't like negroids.
Margo Masse: Do yourself a favor and don't think so much. It gives you premature wrinkles.
Garrett Lawton: I make it a point to know a little bit about everything.
Tanya: Well, here we are. This is not exactly the Bel Air. In fact, it's... not even the Ramada.
Lily Leonetti: It's nice.
Tanya: Where did you say you were from again?
Lily Leonetti: Michigan.
Tanya: Hmm. First time to L.A.?
Lily Leonetti: First time anywhere, really.
David Leary: I'm very sorry about this, sir, I can assure you it won't happen again. Will it Ben?
Ben: Who can predict the future?
David Leary: I can.
Berfo: I am ready to burn in the hell for this love. And you?
Benjamin Trace: I came to save you, Job.
Job: In here, I am the savior.
Hyena-Swine: Tell me, why you make the pain, if we are your children.
Dosmo Pizzo: How did you find me?
Lee Woods: In the phone book under Washout.