Blake: Put. That coffee. Down. [pause] Blake: Coffee's for closers only.
Ricky Roma: You stupid fucking cunt. You, Williamson, I'm talking to you, shithead. You just cost me $6,000. Six thousand dollars, and one Cadillac. That's right. What are you going to do about it? What are you going to do about it, asshole? You're f...
Ricky Roma: You never open your mouth until you know what the shot is.
Blake: You want to know what it takes to sell real estate? It takes BRASS BALLS to sell real estate.
Williamson: [handing Roma lead cards] I'm giving you three leads... Ricky Roma: Three? No, I count two. Williamson: There's three leads there. Ricky Roma: "Patel"? Fuck you. Fucking Shiva handed this guy a million dollars, told him "Sign the deal!" h...
Ricky Roma: They say that it was so hot in the city today, grown men were walking up to cops on street corners begging them to shoot them.
Blake: What's the problem, pal? Dave Moss: You - [correcting him] Dave Moss: Moss. You're such a hero, you're so rich, how come you're coming down here wasting your time with such a bunch of bums? Blake: You see this watch? You see this watch? Dave M...
Ricky Roma: All train compartments smell vaguely of shit. It gets so you don't mind it. That's the worst thing that I can confess. You know how long it took me to get there? A long time. When you die you're going to regret the things you don't do. Yo...
Blake: A-B-C. A-Always, B-Be, C-Closing. Always be closing, always be closing.
George Aaronow: When I talk to the police I get nervous. Ricky Roma: Yes. You know who doesn't? George Aaronow: Who? Ricky Roma: Thieves.
Williamson: How do you know I made it up? Shelley Levene: Say what? Williamson: How do you know I made it up? Shelley Levene: Wha... what are you talking about? Williamson: I told the customer his contract went to the bank. Shelley Levene: It didn't?...
Blake: We're adding a little something to this month's sales contest. As you all know, first prize is a Cadillac Eldorado. Anybody want to see second prize? [Holds up prize] Blake: Second prize is a set of steak knives. Third prize is you're fired.
[Ricky Roma gets a lead from Williamson with a familiar "deadbeat" name] Ricky Roma: Patel? Ravadem Patel? How am I gonna make a livin' on these deadbeats? Where did you get this one from the morgue? Williamson: Look I'm... Ricky Roma: Oh come on, wh...
Ricky Roma: Who said 'fuck the machine'? Dave Moss: Fuck the machine? Fuck the machine? FUCK THE MACHINE! What is this, courtesy class?
Blake: These are the new leads. These are the Glengarry leads. And to you they're gold, and you don't get them. Why? Because to give them to you would be throwing them away. They're for closers.
Shelley Levene: What the hell are you? You're a fuckin' secretary. Fuck you. That's my message to ya: fuck you and you can kiss my ass and if you don't like it baby I'm going across the street to Jerry Graff, period, fuck you.
Ricky Roma: You're fuckin' shit.
Ricky Roma: WHAT YOU'RE HIRED FOR, is to help us... does that seem clear to you? TO HELP US, not to... FUCK-US-UP... to help those who are going out there to try to earn a living... You fairy. You company man.
