Bound

Violet:
That's a great tattoo. Beautiful labrys. Are you surprised I know what it is?

Corky:
Maybe.

Violet:
I have a tattoo. Would you like to see it?

Violet:
You seem uncomfortable. Do I make you nervous, Corky?

Corky:
No.

Violet:
Thirsty, maybe?

Corky:
Either pull the trigger or get that f***ing thing out of my face.

Corky:
When you get tired of Cagney and Lacey, find me.

Violet:
We make our own choices, we pay our own prices.

Violet:
I have this image of you - inside of me - like a part of me.

Violet:
I'm not apologizing for what I did. I'm apologizing for what I didn't do.

Corky:
What are you doing?

Violet:
Isn't it obvious? I'm trying to seduce you.

Corky:
Why?

Violet:
Because I want... to. I've wanted to ever since I saw you that day in the elevator. I know you don't believe me, but I can prove it to you. You can't believe what you see. But you can believe... what you feel. I've been thinking about you all day.

Corky:
For me, stealing's always been a lot like sex. Two people who want the same thing: they get in a room, they talk about it. They start to plan. It's kind of like flirting. It's kind of like... foreplay, 'cause the more they talk about it, the wetter they get. The only difference is, I can f*** someone I've just met. But to steal? I need to know someone like I know myself.

Ceasar:
What did she do to you?

Violet:
Everything you couldn't.

Corky:
You know what the difference is between you and me, Violet?

Violet:
No.

Corky:
Me neither.

Ceasar:
You don't wanna shoot me, Vi. Do ya. Do ya? I know you don't.

Violet:
Ceasar, you don't know sh*t.

Violet:
Oh, Johnny hits on me all the time. He hits on anything in high heels.

Violet:
Gino doesn't speak much English, or at least he pretends not to.

Gino Marzzone:
Cesare, you gotta do me a favor. A personal favor for me. You gotta start respecting Johnny, the way you respect me. Capisce? Good, good. And you, Johnny. You gotta stop acting stupid. You gonna earn this respect that Cesare's gonna give. Capisce? Good, done!

Corky:
If there's one thing I can't stand about sleeping with women, it's all the f***ing mind-reading.

Violet:
We're not that different, Corky.

Corky:
Ah, let's see. This is the part where you tell me what matters is on the inside, and that inside of you there's a little dyke just like me.

Violet:
No, she's nothing like you. She's a whole lot smarter than you are.

Corky:
So what are you saying? You don't have sex with men?

Violet:
I don't.

Corky:
Oh, for Christ's sake, Violet, I heard you. Thin walls, remember?

Violet:
Shelly knows what I am. He saw me in a bar with another woman.

Corky:
Yeah, I suppose he just wants to watch.

Corky:
You planned this whole thing. You dropped that earring down the sink on purpose, didn't you?

Violet:
If I say yes, will you take your hand away?

Corky:
No.

Violet:
Yes.

Violet:
Ceasar, I'm leaving.

Ceasar:
What? Oh, come on, I didn't use one of the good towels.

Ceasar:
I'm a dead man, Johnnie? I'm a f***ing dead man? Guess again, Johnnie. Who's the dead man? Who? Who's dead, f***face? Who? Who? I can't hear you, Johnnie. Guess again. Take another guess, Johnnie. Take another f***ing guess.

Violet:
I want what's mine; I want half the money. We get rid of Mickey, and no one else dies. No one. Say, "Yes, I understand."

Ceasar:
Yes, I unnerstan'.

Micky Malnato:
Now I'm gonna ask you 10 times, Shelly, 10 times.

Ceasar:
It's f***in' dark in here!

Corky:
So, Ceasar works for the Mafia?

Violet:
Strange, nobody calls it that anymore. Ceasar calls it "the Business."

Caesar:
You don't wanna shoot me, Vi. Do ya? Do ya? I know you don't.

Violet:
[deadly, contemptuous monotone] Caesar...you don't know sh*t.

[She shoots him 6 times and kills him.]

Corky:
You know what the difference is between you and me, Violet?

Violet:
No.

Corky:
Me neither.

[Soundtrack:
Tom Jones's hit "She's A Lady" plays as pickup drives off]

Violet:
Try not to steal anything on your way out...

Corky:
(in morning, after making love with Violet) I can see again.