Bronson:
Tell me where John is and I'll finish you quick. I promise you won't have to find out what your left ball tastes like.
Porter:
[voiceover] Crooked cops. Do they come in any other way? If I'd been just a little dumber, I could have joined the force myself.
Stegman:
You know what, Val, this one's on me. OK?
Val Resnick:
Do you see me reaching for my fucking wallet?
Pearl:
[seductively] I've got a few minutes.
Porter:
So go boil an egg.
Porter:
[voiceover] Not many people know what their life's worth is. I do. Seventy grand. That's what they took from me. And that's what I was going to get back.
Porter:
We went for breakfast... in Canada. We made a deal; if she'd stop hookin', I'd stop shooting people.
[pause]
Porter:
Maybe we were aiming high.
[Porter has just threatened to kill Carter while talking to Bronson on the phone]
Bronson:
Are you threatening me?
Porter:
I'm not threatening you, I'm threatening Carter.
Bronson:
[answering phone] What the hell's going on?
Porter:
You were right not to trust me.
[Bomb, planted earlier by Bronson's Outfit, is triggered by answering the phone and explodes]
[after knocking Rosie down]
Val Resnick:
Hubba, hubba, hubba. I knew I'd seen that ass before.
Val Resnick:
The problem with kicking a Chow's ass is an hour later you wanna do it again.
Carter:
Stitch this mutt up, Phil.
Phil:
Any Polaroids or trophies?
Carter:
No, not this time.
Carter:
Do you understand your value to the organization, Resnick?
[pause]
Carter:
You're a sadist. You lack compunction. That comes in handy.
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Fairfax:
Hey. What the hell are you doing, man? This is...
Bronson:
[on speakerphone] Fairfax? Fairfax.
Fairfax:
No, no, it's all right, he's just killing my alligator bags and shooting holes in my suits. Man, that's just MEAN. That's MEAN, man.
[repeated line]
Stegman:
You're not gonna fuckin' kill me, are you?
[after Porter shoots Val in the leg and puts a cigarette in his mouth]
Porter:
You got a light?
Val Resnick:
What?
Porter:
You got a light?
Val Resnick:
No.
Porter:
Then what good are you?
[Porter shoots Resnick in the face]
Porter:
Ya got a light, Val?
Val Resnick:
No. Huh-uh.
Porter:
[long pause]
Porter:
Well... then what fucking good are you?
Porter:
[Porter stuffs a pillow over Val's face and shoots him through it]
Porter:
Who makes the decisions?
Carter:
Well, a committee would make the decision in this case...
Porter:
One man... you go high enough you always come to one man... who?
[Resnick has a gun to Rosie's head]
Val Resnick:
How do you know him?
Rosie:
He used to drive me.
Val Resnick:
Yeah, well I'm driving you now, honey.
Rosie:
You know what you are?
Val Resnick:
Educate me...
Rosie:
O.K., an ugly pig who beats up women on account he can't get it up 'cause he's too terrified of his own fucking shadow.
Val Resnick:
Is that right?
Rosie:
Yeah.
Val Resnick:
Is that right?
Rosie:
Yeah.
Val Resnick:
Then you must be the lucky girl.
Val Resnick:
[pistol whips Rosie]
Carter:
I don't want Mr. Bronson hearing about this... he'll think I'm getting soft. One of his principles has always been: if you don't understand it, get rid of it... a stitch in time, so to speak, so... stitch this mut up Phil.
Val Resnick:
Beauty of the Chows is that they won't go to the cops. They keep everything in house... and, they don't feel pain the way we do.
Porter:
You notice anything about those guys, Val?
Val Resnick:
They look nasty... probably all Kung Fu-motherfuckers. Why, did I miss something?
Porter:
They weren't wearing their seatbelts.
Porter:
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You'd think after five months of lying on my back, I would have given up any idea of getting even, just be a nice guy and call it a day. Nice guys are fine: you have to have somebody to take advantage of... but they always finish last.
[first lines]
Porter:
[voiceover] GSW: that's what the hospitals call it: gunshot wound. Doctor has to report it to the police. That makes it hard for guys in my line to get what I call, quality health care.
Stegman:
Don't let the bastards get ya' down.
Porter:
[voiceover] Nobody likes a monkey on his back: I had three, and they were cramping my style. I was gonna' have to lighten the load.
Porter:
You said it: they're not going to stop until they bury us...
Rosie:
So?...
Porter:
So we bury them first.
[Porter is asking Rosie about Resnick's whereabouts]
Rosie:
How strong are you, Porter? Personally, I think you are the strongest man I have ever met. But I wonder if it's enough.
Porter:
For what?
Rosie:
If I know you, you want this Resnick guy for something he won't like.
Porter:
Yeah, I'm gonna kill him.
Rosie:
That's something he won't like.
Rosie:
I think all those stories about you being dead are true. You're just too thick-headed to admit it.
Carter:
There's an old expression that's served me well: "Do not shit where you eat."
Rosie:
Meet the nastiest damn dog who ever lived.
Porter:
What's 'is name?
Rosie:
"Porter". He took your job after you left. He's just as tough but he won't leave me.
[nuzzling the dog]
Rosie:
Will you, baby?
Fairfax:
What are you doing this for, man? Is it the principle of the thing?
Porter:
Stop it, I'm getting misty.
[starts to walk out]
Porter:
And tell him it's $70,000!
Fairfax:
$70,000? Hell, my shoes are worth more than that!
[Val opens the door to let Pearl in. Upon entering she slaps him]
Pearl:
On your knees bitch, I want satisfaction.
Porter:
[narrating, after watching his wife stumble home in a drugged state] Old habits die hard, I guess... if you don't kick 'em, they kick you. Ain't marriage grand?
[Pearl has an appointment with Val in his hotel room]
Oakwood Arms Manager:
There's a young lady to see you, sir... her name is Pearl.
Val Resnick:
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She's got two very bad habits; right now I'm only interested in one of 'em. Send her up.
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[Porter has just shot Carter]
Carter:
You just don't get it, do you, you dumb... fuck.
[dies]
Carter:
There are three ways we can handle this. One: we can help you. Two: We can allow you to help yourself. And Three: We can have you replaced... We have an investment in you Resnick, of time, money and training, so assisting you, in a way, would be protecting our investment... and THAT is always good business policy.
Carter:
The Outfit is not unreasonable, Porter... but no corporation in the world would agree to what you're asking.
Homeless Man:
[begging for change] Help a cripple! Help a homeless! Help a Vietnam vet walk again! Help a cripple! Thank you, sir! Help a Veitnam vet walk again! Help a cripple! Thank you, sir!
Porter:
[Poter grabs all of the money out of the homeless man's hat]
Homeless Man:
Hey, what the fuck you doin!
Porter:
[chokes the homeless man] Shut up, I cured ya'!
Bronson:
I'll get you your money, but you're never gonna' live to enjoy it.
Porter:
You let me worry about that. Here's the deal: I want you to deliver the money yourself.
Bronson:
You're one hell of an optimist. What in the world makes you think I'm gonna' deliver the money myself?
Porter:
Well if you don't you'll never see little Johnny again... Didn't come homw from the fight last nigh, di he? He's a good lookin' kid, but I think you indulge him too much. I told him so.
Bronson:
Bullshit. You haven't got him. You wouldn't be that stupid.
Porter:
My Dad never bought me a Ferrari. I had to steal my first one. Nice inscription on the keychain. A little sappy. Want me to read it?
Bronson:
You're dead Porter. Nobody fucks with my family. You hear me? You're a dead man.
Porter:
That's Johnny, Mr Bronson, unless you turn up with the money... Is that a yes?... What's a matter? Cat got your crotch. Hmmm? Some decisions are hard, Mr. Bronson.
Bronson:
Where?
Porter:
I'll let you know. I'll be in touch.
[Porter's stolen card has been cancelled while he is dining in]
Waiter:
Sir, your credit card has been rejected.
Porter:
Impossible.
Waiter:
Well, I tried it three times. Do you have any other form of payment?
Porter:
Try it again.
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