Felicia Storm: If people knew how sweet you are, they'd never be scared of you... I'm not scared of you.
Mason Storm: Maybe you should be.
Felicia Storm: There's blood on your shirt.
Mason Storm: It's not my blood, so you don't have to worry, do you?
Senator Vernon Trent: You can take that to the bank.
Mason Storm: I'm gonna take you to the bank, Senator Trent. To the blood bank.
Mason Storm: What year is it?
Andy Stewart: Try not to talk.
Mason Storm: What year is it?
Andy Stewart: It's 1990.
Mason Storm: This is for my wife. Fuck you and die.
John Hatcher: God made men.
Max: Well?
John Hatcher: One thought he was invincible... the other thought he could fly.
Max: So?
John Hatcher: They were both wrong.
Monkey: Hey, you want some blow?
John Hatcher: Yeah, I want some blow. Put your hands where I can see 'em or I'm gonna blow your head off.
John Hatcher: You bailed out a Jamaican street named Monkey the other day, I want him. This other piece of shit, Screwface, I want him. I know you're a scumbag and a puke, I don't mind that, but give me what I need and I'll leave here a nice guy. If you don't, I'm gonna fuck you up.
Big Mike: Hey, Cupcake, what the fuck you think you're looking at?
Forrest Taft: Nothing much at all.
Forrest Taft: Well, let's see, that's natives 8, oil workers 0. Anyone else wanna play with Cupcake?
Hugh Palmer: You used to be a good man, Forrest. Now, you're nothing but a whore.
Forrest Taft: For 350,000 dollars I'd fuck anything once.
Forrest Taft: I guess it doesn't really matter since I kind of blew up all the evidence.
Forrest Taft: What does it take to change the essence of a man?
Forrest Taft: We're angry because we're all being chemically and genetically damaged and we don't even realise it!
Det. Gino Felino: Whose hot dog is this, eh?
Capt. Ronnie Donziger: I'm gettin' too old for this shit, Gino.
Det. Gino Felino: I know what you mean.
Vinnie Madano: Don't go pushing my patrons around, ya prick, ya.
Det. Gino Felino: Prick? Look around you over here. Is this the setting for profanity?
Vinnie Madano: Hey, fuck you.
Richie Madano: What are ya gonna do? Shoot me? I'm outta bullets.
Det. Gino Felino: Nope, but you see, those bullets could've saved you a lot of pain.
Richie Madano: I like pain.
Det. Gino Felino: Anybody seen Richie? Anybody know why Richie did Bobby Lupo?
