Jennifer: I thought people like you didn't believe in the legal process.
Frank White: I thought people like me were the legal process.
Frank White: From now on, nothing goes down unless I'm involved. No blackjack no dope deals, no nothing. A nickel bag gets sold in the park, I want in. You guys got fat while everybody starved on the street. Now it's my turn.
British Female: Frank White. I've heard a lot about you. And it's all bad.
Frank White: Don't believe everything that Pete writes in the columns.
Jump: Yo, congratulations, Frank. Congratulations, man. Them Columbian motherfuckers, they took permanent vacation in hell, if you know what I mean.
Frank White: Well, I must've been away too long because my feelings are dead. I feel no remorse.
Jump: He's a fucking glitter-boy! He's looking to get sprayed, laid, played, and slayed. You know what I'm saying?
Frank White: I heard that.
Continuity mistake: In the car chase, the right headlight gets knocked out in the dark sedan, but later shots of the chase show both headlights working on all three cars.