Colin O'Day: Maybe when I cross the street, you should hold my damn hand.
Isaac O'Day: Hey, who the hell you talking to? I will knock the black off you, boy!
Maurice: But, look on the bright side. Some you win, and dim-sum, you lose.
Mac: So, what's good here?
Trish: Try the parking lot.
Maurice: You ain't the only one that knows some shit.
Trish: By the way, you drive like shit.
Han Sing: For you, killing your son was like running a over a dog in the street. Just something in your way.
Silk: Guns don't kill people, people kill people.
Han Sing: Dim Sum good. You call again. Dim Sum all time. Thanks.
Han Sing: Sorry Moron.
Maurice: Name's Maurice, bitch.
Han Sing: I can't hit a girl.
Trish: Look, I don't know how it is in China, but in America, if a girl is kicking your ass, you do not have to be a gentleman.
Trish: Can you break one of those boards with your head?
Han Sing: Sure.
Trish: I'd have to see that.
Mac: Look, if I wanted Eddie Murphy, I would have gone to the movies.
Han Sing: Great country. Free cars.