Johnny:
What are you someone that makes sandwiches or something?

Johnny:
Whaddya got?

Kathie Bleeker:
I wish I was going someplace. I wish you were going someplace. We could go together.

Sheriff Singer:
I don't get you. I don't get your act at all, and I don't think you do either. I don't think you know what you're trying to do or how to go about it. I think you're stupid. Real stupid and real lucky. Last night you scraped by, just barely; but a man's dead on account of something you let get started even though you didn't start it.

Charlie Thomas:
I've seen hoodlums like this before. If you don't get tough with them the minute they get out of line you're sunk. You're the cop, aren't you? If you can't boot these jerks out there's plenty of us can, even if we have to bust a few heads.

Chino:
I love you, Johnny. I've been looking in every ditch from Fresno to here hoping you was dead.

Kathie Bleeker:
You're still fighting, aren't you. You're always fighting. Why do you hate everybody?

Johnny:
Nobody tells me what to do. You keep needlin' me, if I want to, I'm gonna take this joint apart and you're not gonna know what hit you.

Chino:
That's better Johnny. You know I miss you. Ever since the club split up, I miss you. We all missed ya... you miss 'im? yea. The Beetles missed ya. All the Beetles missed ya. Come on Johnny, let's you and me go inside and have a beer...