Tom Reagan: Nobody knows anybody. Not that well.
Eddie Dane: You understand that if we don't find a stiff out here, we leave a fresh one.
Johnny Caspar: You got references? You been to college? We only take yeggs what's been to college, ain't that right, Dane? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! I'm joking, of course.
Tom Reagan: So what's the deal, you get to live and Verna has to be Leo's girl?
Bernie: I have nothing to do with that, she'll sleep with anyone Tom, you know that! She even tried to teach me a thing or two about bed antics once. Some crackpot idea about saving me from my friends. She's a sick twist all right.
Tom Reagan: She speaks highly of you.
Bernie: Yeah, well, you stick by your family.
Tom Reagan: Is there a point... or are you just brushin' up on your small talk?
Eddie Dane: Oh, cool under fire, I like that.
Terry: The old man's still an artist with a Thompson.
Leo O'Bannion: If I never see him again, it would be soon enough.
Johnny Caspar: One thing I always try to teach my boys: always put one in the brain.
Verna: Maybe that's why I like you, Tom. I've never met anyone who made being a son of a bitch such a point of pride.
Johnny Caspar: You double-cross once - where's it all end? An interesting ethical question.
O'Doole: Look, don't nobody ask me, since I'm just the chief around here, but I'll tell you my opinion. Caspar is just as crazy as Leo, and an eye-tie into the bargain.
Tom Reagan: What's the matter, O'Doole? Doesn't anything ever suit you?
Mink: Hey Tom, what's the rumpus?
Tom Reagan: You can't hijack me, Tic-tac, we're on the same side now. Or didn't you get that far in school?