Grover Muldoon: How come you whities got such a tight ass, man?
George Caldwell: I've never milked a cow before.
Rita: Cut the gas, Steve, you're a grown man. I'm sure you've had some similar experience.
Bob Sweet: What were you doing back there? Getting a little ass?
George Caldwell: No, I was squeezing tits.
Ralston: Damn Hippies.
Hilly Burns: I give great phone.
George Caldwell: You stupid, ignorant son of a bitch, dumb bastard. Jesus Christ. I've met some dumb bastards in my time but you outdo them all.
George Caldwell: You're very beautiful, Hilly.
Hilly Burns: I like you too, George.
Grover Muldoon: So this is Mr. Big.
George Caldwell: That's the man.
Grover Muldoon: You ain't saying shit now, Mr. Big.
Roger Devereau: I must admit that I'm slightly at a loss for words. But on the other hand, I should warn you that you are a killer and you are wanted by the police in every state and I recommend that you, uh... be careful.
George Caldwell: I did not Kill Sweet.
Chief Donaldson: We Know that, but if you weren't so dumb you could've realised that we planted that news story for your own protection.
George Caldwell: I know what goes where, and why.