Jimmy:
I've drank three pints of milk a day for as long as I can remember. Because of all the calcium, I've never had a filling, or been knocked out, and my bones are as hard as rock!

Jimmy:
But what if I don't knock him out? I mean, he is the undefeated World Champion.

Stan Parlour:
Your timing's rotten, mate. I've got me bird over. I'm getting me nuts wet.

Pete Wright:
I was fucking robbed! Stick this in your poxy documentary!

Pete Wright:
And if you ever come back, I'll serve the fucking pair of you!

Herbie Bush:
Leonard! Tell him what you're gonna do to him if he doesnt fight Mendez.

Leonard:
Something painful, gov?

Jimmy:
If you're trying to scare me, you'd be better off by saying BOO!

Sebastian Gore-Brown:
I'm sorry. Is there a problem, Mr Cohen?

Artie Cohen:
A problem? Well, my definition of a problem is a trivial annoyance, easily overcome with quickness of thought. No, this is a situation.

Sebastian Gore-Brown:
And... and and what exactly is-is your-your definition of a-a situation?

Artie Cohen:
Two limey fucking filmmakers hanging from their skinny pricks over an 8th floor balcony, for shooting unauthorized footage of an Arty Cohen fighter. THIS! THIS IS MY DEFINITION OF A SITUATION!

Stan Parlour:
Don't you worry about a thing, pal. With me in control of your psychological preparation, Mendez will get his in the ring. And if he doesn't, then we'll catch up to him afterwards, and give it to him South London stule, d'you know what I mean?

Herbie Bush:
You know what

Herbie Bush:
Yanks can be... Maybe you can put a bleep over the 'pricks' bit.

Jimmy:
My dad gave me some good advice once; "Speak if you have something to say." I always thought that was pretty clever.

Jimmy:
He probably never thought that I'd be talking to the press though, eh?

Jimmy:
Well, my dad once said, "There's normally a winner in a two-horse race". Obviously neither me or Jose are horses, but I think the moral of the story is anything can happen. I believe that.

Jimmy:
I'm a bit confused about everything that's going on at the moment.

Clive Connelly:
Does it feel like everyone's trying to pull your pants down, son?

Jimmy:
Yeah. Yeah, that's it exactly.

Clive Connelly:
My advice to you is... start wearing a belt.

Stan Parlour:
Rumble Jimmy, rumble!