Dwight: He's got the drop on her!
Gail: He's got squat! He's dead. He's just too damn dumb to know it.
Marv: I had to fight some cops.
Lucille: Oh, that's lovely. You didn't happen to kill any of them, did you?
Marv: Nah, I don't think so, but they know they been in a fight, that's for sure.
Cardinal Roark: What the hell do you know...
Marv: I know it's pretty damn weird to eat people.
Shellie: I've done some dumb things.
Dwight: Seeing as how I'm one of those dumb things, I can't give you too hard a time on that, Shellie.
Wendy: Kill em' for me Marv. Kill 'em good.
Marv: I won't let you down, Goldie.
Cardinal Roark: Will that bring you satisfaction, my son? Killing a helpless, old, fart?
Marv: Killing? No. No satisfaction. Everything up until the killing, will be a gas.
Cardinal Roark: Kevin? Is that you?
Marv: [holding up Kevin's severed head] What's left of him, anyway. The dog ate the rest.
Ronnie: Remember - we don't have to deliver every last inch of the man, Brian!
Brian: You're right, Ronnie - lend us your knife.
[while holding a razor to Jackie Boy's face]
Dwight: I'm Shellie's new boyfriend and I'm out of my mind. If you so much as talk to her or even think her name, I'll cut you in ways that'll make you useless to a woman.
Jack Rafferty: You're making a big mistake, man. A *big* mistake.
Dwight: You made a big mistake yourself... you didn't flush.
Bullseye: He... made me... miss.
Kingpin: You know what they say, too much pride can kill a man.
Jose Quesada: What do *you* want?
Fisk: You know, I've learned one thing in all my years in this business.
Matt Murdock: What's that?
Fisk: Nobody's innocent. Nobody.