Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: I have HBO.
Maggie Fitzgerald: They took my leg, boss.
Frankie Dunn: It's gonna be allright, you hear?
Maggie Fitzgerald: I always hear your voice, boss.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Yeah right, you're the smart one. You're the one learning Greek.
Frankie Dunn: It's Gaelic.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Well you just protected yourself out of a championship fight! How do you say that in Gaelic?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: The body knows what fighters don't: how to protect itself. A neck can only twist so far. Twist it just a hair more and the body says, "Hey, I'll take it from here because you obviously don't know what you're doing... Lie down now, rest, and we'll talk about this when you regain your senses." It's called the knockout mechanism.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Boxing is an unnatural act. Cos everything in it is backwards. You wanna move to the left, you don't step left, you push on the right toe. To move right, you use your left toe. Instead of running from the pain - like a sane person would do, you step into it.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: There is magic in fighting battles beyond endurance.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: All fighters are pig-headed some way or another: some part of them always thinks they know better than you about something. Truth is: even if they're wrong, even if that one thing is going to be the ruin of them, if you can beat that last bit out of them... they ain't fighters at all.
Danger Barch: Anyone can lose one fight.
Maggie Fitzgerald: You ever own a dog?
Frankie Dunn: No. Closest I ever came was a middleweight from Barstow.
Frankie Dunn: Don't call me Boss. I'm not your boss and don't you be calling me that.
Maggie Fitzgerald: If I stop callin' you Boss, will you train me?
Frankie Dunn: No.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Then I might as well just keep callin you it.
Frankie Dunn: So is Jesus a Demigod?
Father Horvak: There are no Demigods, you fucking Pagan.
Maggie Fitzgerald: You don't have to hang around all day.
Frankie Dunn: I like it here. I don't mind. In fact, if you weren't here, I'd come here anyway to read my books.
British referee: Ten minutes, luv.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Man says he loves me.
Frankie Dunn: Well, he's probably not the first one to say that.
Maggie Fitzgerald: First since my daddy.
Frankie Dunn: Hm.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I win, you think he'll propose?
Frankie Dunn: You win, I'll propose.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I saw your last fight, Shawrelle. Spent so much time face down I thought the canvas had titties.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: If there's magic in boxing, it's the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached retinas. It's the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you.
Answer: Yes.