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.
Frankie Dunn: How many times do I got to tell you that bleach is bleach. Why can't you just buy the cheap stuff, you always have to buy the expensive stuff.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: It smells better, Frankie.
Frankie Dunn: Bleach smells like bleach.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Damndest thing. So, What's the plan? I know you got one, so you might as well tell me what it is.
Frankie Dunn: It's your fault. Yeah, it's your fault she's lying in there like that. You kept after me until I trained her. I knew I shouldn't have done it, her being a girl and all. Everything kept telling me not to. Everything but you.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Frankie likes to say that boxing is an unnatural act, that everything in boxing is backwards: sometimes the best way to deliver a punch is to step back... But step back too far and you ain't fighting at all.
Father Horvak: What's confusing you this week?
Frankie Dunn: Oh, it's the same old "one God-three God" thing.
Father Horvak: Frankie, most people figure out by kindergarten it's about faith.
Frankie Dunn: Is it sort of like Snap Crackle and Pop, all rolled into one big box?
Father Horvak: You're standing outside my church, comparing God to Rice Krispies?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: She came from southwest Missoura, the hills outside the scratchy-ass Ozark town of Theodosia, set in the cedars and oak trees, somewhere between nowhere and goodbye.
Maggie Fitzgerald: You got any family, boss?
Frankie Dunn: What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: You're spending so much time with me. I didn't know if you had any.
Frankie Dunn: Well, I've got a daughter, Katie.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Well that's family.
Frankie Dunn: We're not exactly close.
Maggie Fitzgerald: How much she weigh?
Frankie Dunn: What?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Trouble in my family comes by the pound.
Answer: Yes.