Benny Que:
We're supposed to be normal people living normal lives. Working nine to five, going to church on Sundays: normal. Maiming, murdering, crippling park animals: abnormal.

Cappy Capulet:
You puny crap! You fucks! How'd you like it I use your guts to Jackson Pollack the street!?

Detective Ernie Scalus:
Now you fucks have gone too far! Goddamn heads landing on cars while Long Island families are singing 'Found a Peanut'! They found a peanut, all right, honey. They found a peanut of death!

Murray Martini:
A word with me? How about a word for me? Or better yet, how about a word for you? Let's see, a word for Tyrone Capulet. Boofball. Dickbag. Peon. Freak. Cocksucker. Shithead, ratcatcher, geek. Loser, anus, fruitcake, lunk, fiddlefucker, dweeb, feeb. Cunt. Assfuck; ah, that one's close to the mark. How 'bout guinea, schmuck, or pussyfart?

Tromeo Que:
What light from yonder Plexiglas breaks?

Tyrone Capulet:
Get your goddamn tongue out of my goddamn cousin's mouth!

Tromeo Que:
Yeah, it totally sucks.