Dean: Do you have any idea how much therapy you people need?
Dean: Marry me... again.
Bill: Well, Jack, looks like she got a free drink and one of your balls.
Dean: No more conning! No more! If you're gonna be my wife, you're gonna live a respectable life, chopping cars.
Max Conners: Forget it. You're not gonna kill yourself and stink up my new car.
Jack's Mother: Uh, what it is you do, Mr. Staggliano?
Vinny Staggliano: College professor.
Jack's Mother: Oh! Uh, what do you teach?
Vinny Staggliano: College stuff. What are you, a fucking cop?
Jack Withrowe: Look, I'm willing to explore the whole being dominated thing, okay? But let's just take it slow.
Jack Withrowe: My car doesn't drive so well with a tree in it.