G-Money: I had my jimmy waxed every day last week.
Nino Brown: Yo baby, we talkin' about combinating and consolidating, that's what's up.
Scotty Appleton: I wanna shoot you so bad, my dick's hard.
Nino Brown: I'm not guilty. You're the one that's guilty. The lawmakers, the politicians, the Columbian drug lords, all you who lobby against making drugs legal. Just like you did with alcohol during the prohibition. You're the one who's guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's kick the ballistics here: Ain't no Uzi's made in Harlem. Not one of us in here owns a poppy field. This thing is bigger than Nino Brown. This is big business. This is the American way.
Scotty Appleton: Yeah, yeah, yeah a mind is a terrible thing to waste. Now back to the titties.
Nino Brown: Money talks, and bullshit runs a marathon. So, see ya and I wouldn't want to be ya.
Pooky: They got that shit hooked up like Mission Impossible, man.
Nino Brown: You gotta rob to get rich in the Reagan era.
Nino Brown: Yeah, we takin' over the Carter. We gon' bum rush the whole damn thing. Now if the tenants cooperate, oh, it'll be lovely. They'll be loyal customers, if not, fuck it, it'll be like in Beirut, they'll be live-in hostages.
Scotty Appleton: I should have killed you myself, bitch.
Scotty Appleton: Man a drug dealer is the worst kind of brother. I mean, he won't sell it to his sister. He won't sell it to his mother, but he'll sell it to one a his boys on the street.
Scotty Appleton: I don't know about you, man. But I'm ready to kill Nino Brown.
Nino: If I were you, I'd be looking for the pimples on her booty.