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.

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.

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?

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.

Oscar: Whatcha got for pie today Stella?
Stella: I got cherry, cherry and cherry.
Oscar: Well, what do you recommend?
Stella: I like the cherry.
Oscar: Bring it on.

Ned: How's the cop business, Oscar?
Oscar: Real good. Always starts hopping in weather like this. When it gets this hot, people try to kill each other.

Peter: Assistant County Prosecutor is not the end of the line for me.
Ned: No, no. Someday, Deputy County Prosecutor.

Ned: Hey lady, ya wanna fuck?
Mary Ann: Gee, I don't know. Maybe. This sure is a friendly town.
Matty: Ned, this Mary Ann.
Mary Ann: We were just meeting. Ned made me feel very welcome.

Walker's Lawyer: Would anyone mind if I smoke?
[Everyone except Lowenstein lights up. Someone offers him a cigarette]
Lowenstein: No thanks. I'll just breathe the air.

Lowenstein: Ned, someday your dick is going to lead you into a very big hassle. That lady may have just killed her husband.
Ned: She's not going to inherit anything by killing me. Besides, maybe she'll try to fuck me to death. [He smiles sadly]