Maggie Fitzgerald: I seen you looking at me.
Frankie Dunn: Yeah, out of pity.
Maggie Fitzgerald: Don't you say that. Don't you say that if it ain't true. I want a trainer. I don't want charity, and I don't want favors.

Frankie Dunn: I swear to God, Father, it's committing a sin by doing it. By keeping her alive, I'm killing her. Do you know what I mean? How do I get around that?
Father Horvak: You don't. You step aside, Frankie. You leave her with God.
Frankie Dunn: She's not asking for God's help. She's asking for mine.

Frankie, I've seen you at Mass almost every day for 23 years. The only person comes to church that much is the kind who can't forgive himself for something.

Father Horvak

All right. I'm gonna disconnect your air machine, then you're gonna go to sleep. Then I'll give you a shot, and you'll... stay asleep.

Frankie Dunn

Mo cuishle means my darling. My blood.

Frankie Dunn

Frankie Dunn: What's she sayin'?
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Wants to know what you're readin'.
Frankie Dunn: It's Yeats.

Ref: Is this your fighter?
Frankie Dunn: This is my fighter.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: She's getting pretty good.
Frankie Dunn: Yeah, real fast. It's almost as if someone's been helping her.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Oh, I don't know. Maybe she's just got what it takes.
Frankie Dunn: She's got my speed bag, is what she's got.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Frankie likes to say that boxing is an unnatural act, that everything in boxing is backwards: sometimes the best way to deliver a punch is to step back... But step back too far and you ain't fighting at all.

Father Horvak: What's confusing you this week?
Frankie Dunn: Oh, it's the same old "one God-three God" thing.
Father Horvak: Frankie, most people figure out by kindergarten it's about faith.
Frankie Dunn: Is it sort of like Snap Crackle and Pop, all rolled into one big box?
Father Horvak: You're standing outside my church, comparing God to Rice Krispies?

I saw your last fight, Shawrelle. Spent so much time face down I thought the canvas had titties.

Maggie Fitzgerald

Momma, you take Mardell and JD and get home 'fore I tell that lawyer there that you were so worried about your welfare you never signed those house papers like you were supposed to. So anytime I feel like it I can sell that house from under your fat, lazy, hillbilly ass. And if you ever come back, that's exactly what I'll do.

Maggie Fitzgerald

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