Donnie: The Champ is going to kill me. There's no way I can get out of last place.
Tara: Donnie, he's not going to kill you.
Donnie: Didn't you hear? Last place is a broken rib sandwich.
Tara: Well, you see? Breaking your ribs won't kill you.
Nuts: Hey noodledicks! These guys just ordered 4 rounds of premium tequila! Now are you gonna sit by and watch while these guys make you look like fucking pussies?
Cleon Salmon: You know what ten grand feels like in your pocket? It feels like a third cock.
Cleon Salmon: A little story for you, Dave 2, before you get back to work. When I was training for the Dispute in Beirut, I used to run ten miles a day with a baby camel strapped to my back. So you can understand how bemusing I find it that you're trying to run away from me. Don't run. Just take it.
Cleon Salmon: Get me a table or I'll use your nuts as cuff links.
Cleon Salmon: Who is Guy... Meatdrapes? What kind of name is that?
Guy: It's, um, it's Metdrapedes, sir. It's Greek.
Cleon Salmon: I think you're pronouncing it wrong. This says Meatdrapes.
Guy: It's actually pronounced Metdrapedes.
Cleon Salmon: Well, why doesn't it sound like that when I say it? Meatdrapes.
