Every time he comes up, he's got no knife, he's got no jacket, he's got no pants, he's got no boots. All he's got is that stupid gun he carries around like John Wayne.

Michael

Holy shit, you know what those are? Those are sun dogs. It means a blessing on the hunter sent by the Great Wolf to his children. It's an old Indian thing.

Michael

Steven: You get a deer?
Michael: Naa man
Steven: C'maaan! You didn't get a DEE-E-EAH?

[after he sights the deer but points the rifle upward and fires so that the deer just looks at him] Okay? Okay?

Michael

I like the trees, you know? I like the way that the trees are on mountains, all the different... the way the trees are.

Nick

Nick: Did you hear about the happy Roman?
Man in Locker Room: Yeah.
Nick: He was "glad he ate her."

MAU! MAU! DIDI MAU!

VC guard

Michael: What kind of beer would you like?
Linda: What? I don't know. I don't care. Any kind.
Michael: I'll get you a Rolling Rock.
Linda: Okay.
Michael: It's a good beer, it's the best around.

You got the wrong guy, ace!

Nick

I feel a lot of distance, and I feel far away.

Michael

Hey, Stosh. I said no.

Michael

In this day and age, what the fuck is this world coming to? I can't believe this, prejudice against - a Jew broad - prejudice against Italians.

Tommy DeVito

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