Paulo:
It would be a pleasure for me to kill you.

Gabriel Caine:
Well, that's a distinct possibility. But I'd bet, I don't know, four dollars against an hour with your mother that it doesn't turn out that way.

Gabriel Caine:
You're right. That was insulting, I'm sorry. Five bucks.

Gabriel Caine:
Roy... what you did tonight... couldn't be done.

Honey Roy Palmer:
Now you're motivatin'.

Fitz:
Who's next?

Gabriel Caine:
It's the guy who beat you up in the bar.

Fitz:
Rip his tits off.

Gabriel Caine:
He's bigger than you are. He's tougher. He's faster. He's younger thant you are. He hasn't fought 22 rounds today, but remember this... you are BLACK!

Honey Roy Palmer:
What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Gabriel Caine:
I don't know. I mean it's... I'm trying to inspire you. It's a Roots kinda thing. It's a motivation thing.

Honey Roy Palmer:
Well, you're shit at motivation.

Gabriel Caine:
Is that ten grand or are you just happy to see me?

Gabriel Caine:
Showers aren't going to be the same without ya.

Gabriel Caine:
A hustler has to get out of town as quick as he can, but a good con-man - he doesn't have to leave until he wants to.

Gabriel Caine:
How that man went the distance is anybody's guess, but there is one thing for sure, his brains didn't.

John Gillon:
Never try and hustle a hustler, Mr. Cain!

Gabriel Caine:
Actually, I think it goes: Never con a con-man, especially one who's better than you.

Honey Roy Palmer:
Don't lose faith in me twice!

Gabriel Caine:
Then don't make me watch you die!

Honey Roy Palmer:
I figured since I was taking all the punches, only fair that you share some of the anxiety.

John Gillon:
We gonna go kill something now.

John Gillon:
You remember what I told you downstairs about his mind? About capturing his mind? Well, right now his mind is in a whole different place. What I need you to do is walk out there, step up to the apron, look him right in the eye and walk out. Then, we got him.

Fish:
Gut shots are the worst. THE worst!