15 kilos of cocaine? That's nothing. I piss 15 kilos.

George

You walk away from me, you walk away from this deal, no matter how well you drive, you won't win, you won't place. I guarantee you right now you won't even finish the race!

Mr. Royalton

Jake Hardin: So - how's the new job working out?
Ashley Albright: Well, I can't complain.
Jake Hardin: That's good.
Ashley Albright: No, I mean I'm literally not allowed to complain. I had to sign something.

I barely recognize this country anymore, the government has us seeing communists in our soup.

Dean Charles Stanforth

John Bridger: I'm sending you something.
Stella Bridger: Does it smell nice?
John Bridger: No. But it's sparkly.
Stella Bridger: [sounding slightly angry] Does it have a receipt?

Jeff Bebe: I can't say anymore with the writer here.
Russell Hammond: No, no, no. You can trust him, you can say whatever you want.
Jeff Bebe: I work just as hard or harder than anybody on that stage. You know what I do? I connect. I get people off. I look for the one guy who isn't getting off, and I make him get off. THAT you can print!

Dave Shilling: What's down there?
Terry Leather: It's a pile of skeletons.
Dave Shilling: You're joking. Let's hope that's not the last gang who tried to take this bank.

Double or nothing.

Quincy

I don't know. Part of me thinks the kid's right. He asks what he's done to deserve this. He wants to stay here, fine. Let's leave him and go home. But then another part of me thinks, what if by some miracle we stay, then actually make it out of here. Someday we might look back on this and decide that saving Private Ryan was the one decent thing we were able to pull out of this whole godawful, shitty mess. Like you said, Captain, maybe we do that, we all earn the right to go home.

Sergeant Horvath

Maybe we could find a bus schedule or something?

Blu

Jimmy: She's ain’t my girlfriend. She's a prostitute.
Ken: I am not aware that there are any prostitutes in Bruges.
Jimmy: You just have to look in the right places. Brothels are good.

Agent Strahm: How did you walk out of that building?
Mark Hoffman: How did you?
Agent Strahm: On a gurney, with a fucking hole in my throat! And you, couple of scratches, and a story about how your arm straps broke. Jigsaw doesn't make mistakes.

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