Chains: God forgives. The Brotherhood doesn't. Chains: This reminds me of my father's last words: "Don't son, that gun is loaded!" John Stone: Imagine the future, Chains, 'cause you're not in it. [to John Stone] Ice: You look like a grown-up version of Bam-Bam. [after beating up three would-be grocery store robbers] John Stone: You better clean up on aisle four. Ice: You gonna use that stick, or you wanna dance with me? Chains: I want to break your heart. Chains: The devil was a rebel angel. If you want to fuck with the living, you'll have to learn to fuck with the dead! Chains: I need a new bitch! Ice: [just found out John Stone is a cop] HEY COP! Let's dance. Chains: It's better to be first in Hell than last in Heaven! [shoots two National Guardsmen] Chains: This is either gonna be the biggest pork chop I ever ate, or my bulldozer. Chains: The whip is cracked! Cunningham: You've logged more biker-related arrests than any other officer in Alabama.