Mullins: That cat took one look at your shitty shitty life, and said nooooo fucking thanks.
Mullins: You're giving her beauty advice? Do you even own a fucking mirror?
Mullins: I mean, who closes the door when they're taking a shit?
Mullins: I'll kill her with your dead body!
Mullins: My fear is that I'm gonna put you in a bikini and you'll still look like a fucking bank teller.
Mullins: I'll shut the door on you. You lay down here and put your head in the door. And I'll slam it about 157,000 times.
Mullins: If you're not in trouble you're not doing your job.
Rojas: I had a joint and a few little bags of coke. Since when is that shit illegal?