Alan Mann:
Stop fucking Bob's wife. He doesn't like it.

Steve Everett:
I'll have a Virgin Mary... heavy on the Virgin.

Steve Everett:
When my nose tells me something stinks, I gotta have faith in it.

Alan Mann:
Look, if he comes to me for your ass, I'm going to have to give it to him. Then you'll just be a hole, with no ass around it.

Steve Everett:
You're right, pal. Santa Claus rides alone.

Steve Everett:
Mister Beachum... Frankly I don't give a rat's ass about Jesus Christ and I don't care about justice in this world, or the next.