Brikowski: Who are you? Slevin: Philosophically speaking? Brikowski: Name. Slevin: Rank, serial number? Dumbrowski: You should really play ball kid. Slevin: Really? You think I'm tall enough? Brikowski: [hits Slevin in stomach] Brikowski: What is you...
Lindsey: I'm short for my height.
Mr. Goodkat: [his first lines] There was a time. Nick: [groggily looks at his watch] 4:35. Mr. Goodkat: You misunderstood. I wasn't asking for the time, I was just saying... there was a time. Nick: There was a time? Mr. Goodkat: Mmm-hmm. Take Brown S...
The Rabbi: If there's one thing I know, is when someone is lying. A man in my position, that's all he has to go on. To know a lie when he hears it. It's the difference between life and death. Your own. Someone else's. That being said, he wasn't lying...
Slevin: [from an alternate scene on the DVD] God! This - this smarts. Remember when people used to say that - smarts? Why don't people use that word anymore? I mean, people use the word "pain" way too loosely. There are so many types of pain. I mean,...
The Rabbi: You're unlucky and nothing more than a frame of reference for the lucky Mr. Fisher. You're unlucky, so that I may know that I am not. Unfortunately, the lucky never realised they are lucky until its too late. Take yourself for instance, ye...
The Boss: [after Slevin has just told him he'll take the job killing the Rabbi's son] I knew you had sense. Slevin: Sense is something you have when you have a choice. The Boss: Sometimes. Sometimes it's when you know you don't.
The Boss: Yitzchok the Fairy. Slevin: Why do they call him "the Fairy"? The Boss: Because he's a fairy. Slevin: What, he's got wings, he flies, he sprinkles magic dust all over the place? The Boss: [annoyed] He's homosexual.
Slevin: How did you find out about us? Mr. Goodkat: I'm a world-class assassin, fuckhead. How do you think I found out?
Slevin: I'm not gay. Brikowski: I'm a cop. Slevin: Well, I'm not a robber if you catch my drift.
Slevin: Anything else you want to tell me? The Boss: I suppose I don't need to say anything as trite and cliched as "go to the police and you're a dead man". Slevin: I think you just did. The Boss: I guess I did.
Lindsey: Thanks for the sugar, sugar.
Nick: [on phone] Slevin, do you know what time it is? Slevin: Yeah, I'm at the airport. Are you sure you want me to come out? Nick: Yeah, just think... two weeks in New York and the only Kelly you'll remember is the Kelly who gave you your first hand...
The Boss: Are you familiar with the Shmoo?
Mr. Goodkat: At least that's how it went with old Max, who wasn't so much old as he was tired, tired of being a dog without a day. Tired of waking up and finding his dreams were only dreams, but mostly, Max was tired of not having a front lawn.
Slevin: How do you get to two men that can't be gotten to? You get them to come to you.
The Rabbi: Killing you before you killed me would have been... Slevin: Kosher? The Rabbi: Acceptable.
Elvis: Yo, man, I ain't askin' nobody nothin'! Nick, Slevin, Clark Kent, whatever the fuck your name is. The Virgin Mary herself could com waltzin' up in here with her fine ass, titties hangin' out and everything, and if she tells me your name is Jes...
