- Frank White: From now on, nothing goes down unless I'm involved. No blackjack no dope deals, no nothing. A nickel bag gets sold in the park, I want in. You guys got fat while everybody starved on the street. Now it's my turn.
- Frank White: When the D.A's office investigated the sudden death of Arty Clay, they found that he left a $13 million estate. How do you explain that? There there's Larry Wong, who owned half of Chinatown when he passed away. Larry used to rent his tenements to Asian refuges, his own people, for $800 a month to share a single toilet on the same floor. How 'bout King Tito? He had thirteen-year-old girls hooking for him on the street. Those guys are dead because I don't want to make money that way. Emil Zappa, the Mata brothers, they're dead because they were running this city into the ground.
- Roy Bishop: You expected to get away with killing all these people?
- Frank White: I spent half my life in prison. I never got away with anything, and I never killed anybody that didn't deserve it.
- Roy Bishop: Who made you judge and jury?
- Frank White: Well, it's a tough job, but somebody's got to do it.
- Jump: He's a fucking glitter-boy! He's looking to get sprayed, laid, played, and slayed. You know what I'm saying?
- Frank White: I heard that.
- Frank White: You think ambushing me in some nightclub's gonna stop what makes people take drugs? This country spends $100 billion a year on getting high, and it's not because of me. All that time I was wasting in jail, it just got worse. I'm not your problem. I'm just a businessman.
- Jump: Yo, congratulations, Frank. Congratulations, man. Them Columbian motherfuckers, they took permanent vacation in hell, if you know what I mean.
- Frank White: Well, I must've been away too long because my feelings are dead. I feel no remorse.
- Dennis Gilley: I heard a rumor about you.
- Frank White: What's that?
- Dennis Gilley: I heard you got AIDS getting dicked up your ass in prison. That's what I heard.
- Frank White: I thought about you every time I jerked off, dickhead.
- Jump: I wanna know who I'm selling drugs to, you know what I mean?
- Joey Dalesio: You don't sell drugs, my brother. You shoot people.
- Jump: Yo, I'm unemployed. Ain't nobody left.
- British Female: Frank White. I've heard a lot about you. And it's all bad.
- Frank White: Don't believe everything that Pete writes in the columns.
- [Frank is taking a woman hostage]
- Roy Bishop: You can't hide behind her forever.
- Frank White: I don't need forever!
- Blood: [as he enters a hotel room and proceeds to gun down King Tito and Company] ... ROOM SERVICE, MOTHERFUCKERS!
- Dennis Gilley: Frank's Park-Avenue attorney can get him out in TEN MINUTES! TEN MINUTES later, he's back on the street again. There's only one way to get Frank.
- Roy Bishop: So... what? Are you going to shoot everybody you can't arrest?
- Dennis Gilley: We can make it look like a rival gang.
- Jennifer: I thought people like you didn't believe in the legal process.
- Frank White: I thought people like me were the legal process.
- Frank White: How's the family?
- Pete Hamill: Better then when you left. They're all working. My son is back from college. What about you?
- Frank White: Back from the dead!
- Blood: [after Frank's lawyers get him out of jail, he tosses some cash at the feet of Bishop, while Gilley and Flanigan look on] Here. Go buy some flowers for your witness.
- Thomas Flanigan: With *your* money?
- [sneers]
- Blood: [picks up some of the cash and pockets it] Fine. Get some CHEAP flowers.
- Roy Bishop: You're under arrest for the murder of Miguel Matta, Salvador Tito, and Raphael Santo Domingo.
- Thomas Flanigan: What's this, huh? This the gun you used on Matta?
- Jump: Yeah, it's the same one I'm gonna use on you, punk!
- Thomas Flanigan: Heh! Laugh now, motherfucker! Cuz for the rest of your life, you're gonna be somebody's bitch - some motherfucker named Bubba!
- Dennis Gilley: This... is the best day of my life, ya know why? Cuz we got a real, live, talkin, witness!
- Jump: I don't leave no witnesses!
- Dennis Gilley: Oh yeah, motherfucker, you must be getting old then!
- Frank White: [to his girlfriend watching the city on the roof] I've lost a lot of time. It's gone. From here on, I can't waste any. If I can have a year or two, I'll make somethin' good. I'll do somethin'...
- [Chuckles]
- Frank White: ... somethin' good. Just one year, that's all.
- Frank White: [to his girlfriend] You should be more careful of the affairs you attend, Counselor. One is known by the company one keeps.
- Roy Bishop: You're under arrest for the murder of Miguel Matta, Salvador Tito, and Raphael Santo Domingo.
- Thomas Flanigan: What's this, huh? This the gun you used on Matta?
- Jimmy Jump: Yeah, it's the same one I'm gonna use on you, punk!
- Thomas Flanigan: Heh! Laugh now, motherfucker! Cuz for the rest of your life, you're gonna be somebody's bitch - some motherfucker named Bubba!
- Dennis Gilley: This... is the best day of my life, ya know why? Cuz we got a real, live, talkin, witness!
- Jimmy Jump: I don't LEAVE no witnesses!
- Dennis Gilley: Oh yeah, motherfucker, you must be getting old then!
- Jump: [to the black cop in the rain] Where the chicken at, huh? Yo, black. Get me a soda? Huh? Where's my soda, black? You know I like soda. What? What? What?
- Jump: Congratulations, man. Them Colombian motherfuckers, they took permanent vacation in hell, if you know what I mean.
- Frank White: Wow. I must have been away too long because... my feelings are dead. I, uh... I feel no remorse. It's a terrible thing.
- Jump: I heard bein' in jail makes you feel like that, man.
- Jump: Captain Crunch and that doughnut crew is here. Yo, fellas, what's up? Long time no see. Bishop, we having a party downtown. Why don't you bring Howdy Doody and the Chocolate Wonder? I hear your mother's gonna be there. We having a real good time down there. You know what I'm sayin'...
- Joey Dalesio: I've got a message from Frank White. He wants to sit down, he wants to talk.
- Arty Clay: You tell him I don't talk to nigger lovers.
- Joey Dalesio: Well, he says he's got things on his mind that he wants to discuss with you, and he wants to know where and he wants to know when.
- Arty Clay: You tell him in fucking Hell, that's where. He's gonna wish his lawyer left him fucking those Sambos in the joint when I get through with him.
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