Terry:
Do you smell burning feathers?

Kate:
Burning feathers?

Terry:
Joe's older brother, Albert. He smelled burning feathers. He had a brain tumor.

Kate:
Joe doesn't have an older brother.

Joe:
Paradise. Tuxedos and Margaritas.

Terry:
Beavers and Ducks!

Terry:
Love is a wish you hide in your heart that no one else knows.

Terry:
You're gonna knock over a bank with a Magic Marker? What are you gonna do, write on 'em?

Terry:
You know the hardest thing about being smart?

Joe:
No.

Terry:
I always pretty much know what's gonna happen next. There's no suspense.

Terry:
Kate, there are guys who leave, and there are guys who get left. I don't think it's any mystery as to which category I fall into.

Kate:
Terry, I'm not leavin' you.

Terry:
You're staying?

Kate:
Yeah.

Kate:
Good night.

Terry:
You're insane!

Kate:
I'm unhappy! It's not the same thing.

Terry:
May I please go back to prison?

Harvey:
I don't know. Kate's a special lady.

Terry:
Kate is an ice burg waiting for the Titanic.

Joe:
No ma'am, this is a bank robbery.

Kate:
Oh my god! I can't believe you KNOW that song!

Joe:
Yeah. Bonnie Tyler. "Total Eclipse of the Heart". It's the ultimate sappy chick song.

Joe:
Got the gun?

Terry:
No.

Terry:
I noticed you got a gold watch.

Joe:
It's an 18 carrot gold watch.

Terry:
I don't give a shit how many carrots it is.

Joe:
36 grand. It's no big deal.

Terry:
Did you ever think about asking someone for the time? It's a lot cheaper.

Terry:
You know the problem with being smart? You always know what will happen next. It ruins the suspense.

Harvey:
What about the mini-van?

Terry:
You leave it here.

Harvey:
But I like the mini-van!

Terry:
I appreciate that. But as it's a stolen mini-van it's probably best that you leave it here.

Flamingo Desk Clerk:
I've never seen so much pink in my goddamn life! It's a hell of a thing to do to an automobile.

Joe:
What'd you bring her here for?

Terry:
One, I had no choice, two, I may have suffered a slight concussion and three, she is mentally imbalanced to a spectacular degree.

Kate:
I can hear you!

Joe:
Terry! That's Kate, right there, take her!

Terry:
I'm gonna flee from the scene of the crime in the nick of time.

Terry:
Harvey?

Harvey:
Yeah?

Terry:
Do you remember what I said about conspicuous behavior?

Harvey:
Keep it low profile.

Terry:
Are you achieving it do you think?

Terry:
I don't want to rob banks for the rest of my life! The stress level is just too damn high.

Joe:
Put that gun down.

Terry:
Make me!

Joe:
Make me?

Terry:
Yes, MAKE ME!

Joe:
What the hell is this, the third grade?

Terry:
Well, I'm out of well-turned phrases at this point, Joe!

Terry:
Kate, you should choose. What's it gonna be? Mr. Action Figure Hero Guy? Or brains, and sensitivity, and a lot of other things I could name. So in other words: me or THAT guy?

Joe:
Yeah, good looking, or ITCHY.

Terry:
I am a fugitive from justice! I am a dangerous criminal!

Kate:
Oh well that explains the hijacking!

Harvey:
What do you think of my boots?

Terry:
Very lifelike.

Kate:
You can't just step in front of a moving car and expect it to stop!

Terry:
Yes you can! I've seen it done!

Kate:
I'll make dinner.

Terry:
I cook the dinners around here.

Kate:
Sorry. Not familiar with the outlaw code.

Policeman:
Where's Dottie?

Terry:
Who?

Policeman:
The drive-up girl.

Terry:
Oh, yes, Dottie. Of course. She's... sick.

Policeman:
Sick with what?

Terry:
Vaginitis. She's been suffering from an abnormal vaginal discharge. You know the common symptoms, a viscous fluid, usually associated with... uh... vaginitis.