Judge: Mr. Racine, the next time you come into my courtroom I hope you've got either a better defense, or a better class of client.

Teddy Lewis: I got a serious question for you: What the fuck are you doing? This is not shit for you to be messin' with. Are you ready to hear something? I want you to see if this sounds familiar: any time you try a decent crime, you got fifty ways you're gonna fuck up. If you think of twenty-five of them, then you're a genius... and you ain't no genius. You remember who told me that?

You better take me up on this quick. In about 45 minutes, I'm going to give up and go away.

Sometimes the shit comes down so heavy I feel like I should wear a hat.

Well, some men, once they get a whiff of it, they trail you like a hound.

Peter: I'm really disappointed in you, Racine. I've been living vicariously off of you for years. You shut up on me now, all I have is my wife.

Matty: You're not too smart, are you? I like that in a man.
Ned: What else do you like? Lazy? Ugly? Horny? I've got 'em all.
Matty: You don't look lazy.

Ned: Maybe you shouldn't dress like that.
Matty: This is a blouse and a skirt. I don't know what you're talking about.
Ned: You shouldn't wear that body.

Peter: I think I've underestimated you Ned. I don't know why it took me so long. You've started using your incompetence as a weapon.
Ned: My defense was evolving. You guys got scared.

Ned: You can stand here with me if you want but you'll have to agree not to talk about the heat.
Matty: I'm a married woman.
Ned: Meaning what?
Matty: Meaning I'm not looking for company.
Ned: Then you should have said I'm a happily married woman.
Ned: Can I buy you a drink?
Matty: I told you. I've got a husband.
Ned: I'll buy him one too.
Matty: He's out of town.
Ned: My favorite kind. We'll drink to him.
Matty: Only comes up on weekends.
Ned: I'm liking him better all the time.

Ned: I need someone to take care of me, someone to rub my tired muscles, smooth out my sheets.
Matty: Get married.
Ned: I just need it for tonight.

Matty: Would you get me a paper towel or something? Dip it in some cold water.
Ned: Right away. I'll even wipe if off for you.
Matty: You don't want to lick it?

Matty: What are you doing in Pine Haven?
Ned: I'm no yokel, I was all the way to Miami once.

Matty: My temperature runs a couple of degrees high, around a hundred. I don't mind. It's the engine or something.
Ned: Maybe you need a tune up.
Matty: Don't tell me. You have just the right tool.

Ned: I like this place; it's got a nice feel.
Matty: You were on top.
Ned: So it could use a better mattress. See to it will you?
Matty: Yes sir.