Eric 'Rick' Masters: Everybody knows Rick Masters won't go near a job without front money. You should also know that I never fucked a customer out of his front money. I've been coming to this gym three or four times a week for five years. I'm an easy man to find. My reputation speaks for itself. The fact is that if you can't come up with the front money you're not for real.
John Vukovich: We got an FBI agent killed. You hear that?
Richard Chance: What do you want me to do about it, John?
John Vukovich: It's just a matter of time before they fuckin' identify us. They got a good look at us.
Richard Chance: A face is bullshit without a name.
John Vukovich: They got a make on the car.
Richard Chance: Look, they would have sent it out over the teletype if they had anything. They're grabbing at shit.
Richard Chance: Can I talk to you for a minute?
Thomas Bateman: You must be a mind-reader. I was just going to call you. I have decided to let Vukovich work with you.
Richard Chance: Do I have a choice?
Thomas Bateman: Oh, is there someone else you'd prefer? You're welcome to fill out a Form 19, and list all the reasons you'd rather not work with him. Your info would be strictly confidential.
Eric 'Rick' Masters: I've got a friend in Palm Springs, Lenne Green. He owns the Oasis. Do you know him?
Richard Chance: I got a friend in Hollywood, Donald Duck. You know him?
Ruth Lanier: I was reading about the stars. Talked about how the stars are the eyes of god. I think it's true, don't you?
Richard Chance: No, I don't.
Eric 'Rick' Masters: First you rip me off, then you set up Carl, now you want to fuck my lady?
Max Waxman: Oh, man. She came on to me, man. I swear it.
Eric 'Rick' Masters: Oh, what a tragedy. I want my 600K.
Max Waxman: I didn't have anything to do with getting Cody set up.
Eric 'Rick' Masters: Do you know that your house is under surveillance? Do you know you're living like a fuckin' animal in the zoo?
Ruth Lanier: How much do I get for the information I gave you on Waxman?
Richard Chance: No arrest, no money.
Ruth Lanier: It's my fault he's dead? It took me six months to get next to him. I got expenses, you know.
Richard Chance: Guess what? Uncle Sam don't give a shit about your expenses. You want bread, fuck a baker.
Richard Chance: I wanna get Rick Masters.
Carl Cody: I've taken four falls, I've never ratted anybody in my life, and I've had plenty of chances, believe me.
Richard Chance: Masters is your friend. I don't blame you, I would never hang up a friend. Anybody who would is a piece of shit. Thing is, your friend tried to have you iced.
Carl Cody: That doesn't mean I'm gonna roll over and play informer. If you're looking for a pigeon, go to the park.
Eric 'Rick' Masters: You have my word you won't have to do the whole nickel.
Carl Cody: What does that mean?
Eric 'Rick' Masters: Grimes is the best lawyer in the state. It'll either be an appeal bond or a sentence reduction.
Carl Cody: And the check is in the mail, and I love you, and I promise not to come in your mouth.