"Maybe you do need this week away alone. Maybe we both do. I know what's going on inside of you, Frank. You're just like any other man, only a little more so. You have a feeling of being trapped, hemmed in, and you don't know whether or not you like it."

"I told him I was your confidential secretary, but I guess I didn't sound confidential enough."

"But you don't know what it can do to two people, Paula, and the woman always gets hurt more than the man."

"You knew who I was when I came here today. But you were surprised to see me alive, weren't you? But I'm not alive, Mrs. Philips. Sure, I can stand here and talk to you. I can breathe and I can move. But I'm not alive. Because I did take that poison, and nothing can save me."

"[After being told his grim prognosis] Do you realize what you're saying? You're telling me that I'm dead!"

"Laurette Luez - Marla Rakubian"

"Neville Brand - Chester"

"Shlubb: Protest though you might, Mr. Klump, you must nonetheless admit the phallic magistry of said Ferrari's performance. An engine of Cyclopean power throbs beneath this steel stallion's hood."

"Klump: It is inclement upon me to comment with marked displeasure on your rash impulsiveness in selecting such an eye-catching and impractical car to heist, Mr. Shlubb."

"You could've ripped my throat out, you crazy whore!"

"I didn't have no choice. They were gonna hurt my mom."

"Aw, sugar, you just gone and done the dumbest thing in your whole life."

"It's not a woman you need, it's a good night's sleep. You couldn't handle a woman in the state you're in."

"My man will find a way. He always finds a way."

"Your precious scrawny little neck.[said before tearing a piece of skin off Becky's neck with her teeth.]"

"You stupid little bitch!"

"We got guns. We'll fight the cops, and the mob, and anybody who tries to move in on us. We'll go to war!"

"He's dead. He's just too damn dumb to know it."

"I tied those knots — that's my specialty!"

"Those hookers let you down!"

"You're makin' a big mistake, man... a big mistake."

"Nobody ever really quits. A smoker's a smoker when the chips are down. And your chips are down."

"This is a career-ending wound, whore!"

"[after getting slashed by Miho] Out of nowhere... without any reason!"

"I've had me one hell of a day. I've been beat up every time I turn around. But the day I get turned down by a hooker when I got good hard earned cash to pay her with... well, there's only so much a man can take."

"It's one thing for you to play hard to get... but don't go trying to cut my nuts off."

"I know you're angry, baby. And I forgive you for that without you even asking me to."

"I didn't scream, Hartigan. Not once. I didn't scream"

"It's always been you, Hartigan. All these years."

"Let me stay close. Nothing can happen to me when I'm with you. Please? Let me stay close."

"And here I thought you'd forgotten all about me. Me and my dumb letters."

"Wish you coulda dropped by earlier, Jackie-Boy. You coulda met my new boyfriend. Coulda seen what a real man looks like."

"Shut up and keep your hands to yourself or I'll cut your little pecker off!"

"Jackie-Boy, it's a regular African love-fest in here. I got me all five starters and half the bench of the Basin City Blues keeping me company. You feel like taking them on?"

"I don't know about you, but I'm having a ball."

"Dames! Sometimes all they got to do is let it out- and a few buckets later, you'd never know."

"Well, i'm gonna find that son of a bitch that killed you, and i'm gonna give him the hard Goodbye."

"The cops- they're telling me too much. showing up before anybody but me and the killer could know there's been a murder. somebody paid good money for this frame. No reason at all to play it Quiet. No reason to play it anyway but my way."

"Hell's waking up every goddamn day and not even knowing why you're here."

"[Last words] Is that the best you can do, you pansies?"

"I got 'em good for you, didn't I, Goldie?"

"I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people."

"Can't kill a man unless you know for sure you ought to."

"Then it hits me like a kick in the nuts: What if I'm wrong? I've got a condition. I get confused sometimes. What if I've imagined all this? What if I've finally turned into what they've always said I'd turn into: A maniac? A psycho killer?"

"Patrick Henry Roark. A man of the cloth. Could've become president but chose to serve God, and along the way just happened to become one of the most powerful men in the state. He's brought down mayors and governors like they were nothin'. Even made his rotten brother a US senator. And now here he's gonna die in the name of a dead hooker. More and more I like the sound of it."

"I was pretty steamed about what he had done to Lucille, so I took my time with that son of a bitch. It wasn't until I showed him all of those pieces of himself that he gave me a name."

"When you got a condition, it's bad to forget your medicine."

"Modern cars — they all look like electric shavers."

"Worth dying for. [gunshot] Worth killing for. [gunshot] Worth going to hell for. [final gunshot] Amen. [said while shooting the priest in a church]"