Sky Masterson: For two weeks I gambled in green pastures. The dice were my cousins and the dolls were agreeable with nice teeth and no last names.
Sergeant Sarah Brown: That bacardi flavor, it certainly makes a difference, doesn't it?
Sky Masterson: Oh, yeah. Nine times out of ten.
Sergeant Sarah Brown: You know, this would be a wonderful way to get children to drink milk.
Dr. Moreau: I have seen the devil in my microscope, and I have chained him.
Paul: You know in 15 years, you're going to be playing soccer with your tits. What do you think of that?
Jeanne: Let's drink a toast to our life in the hotel.
Paul: No fuck all that! Hey listen! Let's drink a toast to our life in the country.
Jeanne: You're a nature lover? You didn't tell me that.
Paul: Oh, for christ sake... I'm nature boy. Can't you see me with the cows and the chickenshit all over me? Huh?
Jeanne: Oh, that's right. To the cows.
Paul: Cow.
Jeanne: I will be your cow too.
Paul: I get to milk you twice a day. How about that?
Paul: Go, get the butter.
Paul: I could dance forever! Oh, my hemorrhoid.
Paul: It's me again.
Jeanne: It's over.
Paul: That's right. It's over and then it begins again.
Jeanne: What begins again? I don't understand anything anymore.
Paul: There's nothing to understand. We left the apartment, and now we begin and love all the rest of it.
Jeanne: The rest of it?
Paul: Yeah, listen. I'm 45. I'm a widower. I own a little hotel. It's kind of a dump, but not completely a flop house. Then I used to live on my luck and I got married, and my wife killed herself.
Paul: Well, first you have to take a hot bath and if you don't you're gonna get pneumonia. Right?.. and then you know what happens? You get pneumonia... and then you know what happens? You die! And then, you know what happens then when you die? I get to fuck the dead rat.
Paul: Even if a husband lives two hundred fucking years, he'll never discover his wife's true nature. I may be able to understand the secrets of the universe, but... I'll never understand the truth about you. Never.
Terry Malloy: I coulda been a contender! I coulda been a somebody!
Rio: Get up! Get up, you scum suckin' pig.
Deputy Lon Dedrick: You got a lot of guts, ain't you kid?
Rio: You're the one with the gut Lon.
Rio: You may be a one eyed jack around here, but I've seen the other side of your face.
Rio: Get up, you big tub of guts.
Nick Wells: After this no more jobs. This is the last one I'm doing. I'm quitting for good.
Max: Yeah? How many times have you told me that in twenty-fie years. I mean, I'm gonna believe that when the pigs eat my brother, right?
Max: My God! Let me get a look at you. You know, you look like shit. What's your secret?
Stanley: Hey, STELLA!
