Johnny Caspar: You think that I'm some guinea, fresh off the boat, and you can kick me! But I'm too big for that now. I'm sick a' takin the scrap from you, Leo. I'm a' of marching into this goddamn office to kiss your Irish ass. And I'M SICK A' THE H...
Tom Reagan: Tell Lazarre no hard feelings. Lazarre's Messenger: Jesus Tom, he knows.
Eddie Dane: Up is down, black is white.
Mink: Hey Tom, what's the rumpus?
Tom Reagan: Is there a point... or are you just brushin' up on your small talk? Eddie Dane: Oh, cool under fire, I like that.
Eddie Dane: You dumpin' Leo for the guy who put a bullet in your brother?
Tic-Tac: I told you to put one in his brain, not in his stinkin' face!
Johnny Caspar: [after killing Eddie Dane] That son of a bitch! I had a feeling about this son of a bitch! We silence him! And we do the same to Mink this very night!
Johnny Caspar: You can't say, "I told you so." Tom Reagan: I don't say that and I don't like people who do.
Johnny Caspar: What is this, the high hat?
Verna: I thought you said you didn't care about Leo no more. Tom Reagan: I said we're through. That's not the same thing.
Johnny Caspar: You got references? You been to college? We ONLY take yeggs what's been to college, ain't that right, Dane? Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! I'm joking, of course.
Verna: That's not why you came, either. Tom Reagan: Tell me why I came. Verna: [seductively] The oldest reason there is. Tom Reagan: There are friendlier places to drink.
Tic-Tac: [finds a corpse] It's hanky time!
[repeated line] Tom Reagan: I'll think about it.
O'Doole: Jesus, Tom, I was just speculatin' about a hypothesis. I know I don't know nothin'.
Tom Reagan: Hello, Brian. Still fighting the good fight? Cop - Brian: Hello, Tom! Neither rain nor wind nor snow... Tom Reagan: That's the mailman!
Johnny Caspar: I'm talkin' about friendship. I'm talkin' about character. I'm talkin' about - hell. Leo, I ain't embarrassed to use the word - I'm talkin' about ethics.
