Caesar: What did she do to you? Violet: Everything you couldn't.
Caesar: You don't wanna shoot me, Vi. Do ya. Do ya? I know you don't. Violet: Caesar, you don't know shit.
[last lines] Corky: You know what the difference is between you and me, Violet? Violet: No. Corky: Me neither.
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. [drinks from beer bottle] Violet: Thirsty, maybe?
Corky: Either pull the trigger or get that fucking 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 b...
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 w...
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 gi...
Corky: If there's one thing I can't stand about sleeping with women, it's all the fucking 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 ...
Violet: Caesar, I'm leaving. Caesar: What? Oh, come on, I didn't use one of the good towels.
Corky: So, Ceasar works for the Mafia? Violet: Strange, nobody calls it that anymore. Ceasar calls it "the Business."
