Jack Crow: Padre, I'm beginning to like you... So don't make me hurt you. OK? Just tell me what you know. I'll buy you a beer and get you laid. Come on. If you don't tell me, I'm gonna have to start cutting on you.
Jack Crow: If you think that I won't kill you because your a priest, you are seriously misjudging the wrong mother fucker!
Principal Woodhouse: Your daughters haven't been in school for over two weeks.
Mr. Lisbon: Have you checked out back?
Walker: You just killed the Secretary of Defense.
Stenz: Well, he wasn't doing a very good job.
Walker: You want some cake?
Stenz: No, I don't want cake! I'm a diabetic!
