Hubert: Heard about the guy who fell off a skyscraper? On his way down past each floor, he kept saying to reassure himself: So far so good... so far so good... so far so good. How you fall doesn't matter. It's how you land!
Vinz: It's about a society on its way down. And as it falls,it keeps telling itself: "So far so good... So far so good... So far so good." It's not how you fall that matters. It's how you land.
Vinz: I know who I am and where I'm from! Man: Then go back there and shut the fuck up! Vinz: Go fuck your mother, man.
Saïd: Wow, what a speech! Half Moses, half Mickey Mouse.
Vinz: Who made you a preacher? You know what's right and wrong? Why do you side with the assholes? Hubert: Who's the asshole? If you hate stayed in school, you'd know that hate breeds hate, Vinz.
Old Neighbor Lady: Stop ringing like that! Y'all think the world is yours? Hubert: [turns away] This isn't real, this isn't real, this isn't real...
Billboards: The world is yours
Saïd: Hey, I see skinheads. Fuck Hitler!
Vinz: Tom fucks Jerry's shit up.
Astérix: Sniff of coke? Saïd: Uh, no, no. Astérix: You sure? Saïd: Absolutely. Astérix: [psychotically, to the others; starts rapidly practicing with nunchaku] A little coke? A little line of coke? Nobody for coke? That's it for coke? How's your...
Old Neighbor Lady: [on CCTV monitor in Asterix's apartment] Asterix! ASTERIX! Causing shit all the time! That's not your real name, scumass!
Saïd: Hey, why'd he tell us that?
