Neil Baxter: But you're not the cold-blooded type, are you Mr. Mitchell?
[noticing the crows in the trees overhead] Jacob Mitchell: Those things are always waiting for something to die so they can eat it. What a weird job.
Jacob Mitchell: Do you ever feel evil?
Neil Baxter: Well, it looks like we're both going to have a lot of explaining to do. Hank Mitchell: Just me. [Shoots him]
Sarah Mitchell: Nobody'd ever believe that you'd be capable of doing what you've done.
Jacob Mitchell: I wish somebody else had found that money.
Jacob Mitchell: We don't have anything in common, me and him, except maybe our last name.
Jacob Mitchell: I mean, hell, Hank, I've never even kissed a girl. You know, if me becoming rich is gonna change all that, you know I'm all for it.
Sarah Mitchell: He's going to shoot all three of you, as soon as he sees the plane!
Hank Mitchell: Everything goes to sleep.
Lou Chambers: It's the American Dream in a goddamn gym bag! Hank Mitchell: You work for the American Dream. You don't steal it. Lou Chambers: Then this is even better.
Lou Chambers: What you gonna buy, Jakey boy? Jacob Mitchell: I'm gonna buy me a truck. Lou Chambers: No, fuck that. Get something classy - Trans-Am! Jacob Mitchell: Yeah, in my wildest fuckin' dreams a Trans-Am!
Hank Mitchell: When I was still just a kid, I remember my father telling me what he thought that it took for a man to be happy. Simple things, really. A wife he loves. A decent job. Friends and neighbors who like and respect him. And for a while ther...
Sarah Mitchell: That man's got a gun, Hank. He's gonna shoot you both.
