The Betsy

Angelo Perino:
I gather you didn't enjoy being a racer's wife.

Lady Bobby Ayres:
Well, let's just say I was a widow long before my husband died.

Angelo Perino:
That's the trouble with parents - always ask when they shouldn't; never ask when they should.

Loren Hardeman III:
[referring to Loren I] Look at him, the sonuvabitch! Thinks he's cock-of-he-walk again!

Dan Weyman:
But not without a certain justification.

Loren Hardeman:
Son, I hate to say this, but in your heart you know it anyway. You're not within twenty years of running a company bigger than a bicycle shop, let alone a great company like mine.

Mark Sampson:
What can I do for you, Mr. Perino?

Angelo Perino:
Turn off the bullshit before we both drown in it.

Loren Hardeman:
Angelo, I don't want anyone else to get hurt. I'm giving up the Betsy.

Angelo Perino:
[shocked] You're what?

Loren Hardeman:
I've seen people broken before, and it's not gonna happen again. The next funeral I want to attend is my own.

[last lines]

Loren Hardeman:
Don't you worry, son, you got me behind yuh.

Angelo Perino:
What'll I do when you're gone?

Loren Hardeman:
[walking out the door] Oh... oh, yeah... [laughs]... yeah. Well... [smiling] Better learn fast.

Lady Bobby Ayres:
You want the whole f*****g empire, don't you?