Vinny: What the fuck do you mean, replicas? Sol: They look the shit, don't they? And nobody is gonna argue. And I've got some extra loud blanks, just in case. Vinny: In... Oh, in case we have to deafen them to death?
Avi: I'm gettin' heartburn. Tony, do something terrible.
Brick Top: You're on thin fucking ice my pedigree chums, and I shall be under it when it breaks. Now, fuck off.
[Gorgeous George has just been knocked out] Turkish: We've lost Gorgeous George. Brick Top: Shhh. You're going to have to repeat that. Turkish: We've lost Gorgeous George. Brick Top: Well, where'd you lose him? He ain't a set of fucking car keys, is ...
Brick Top: [referring to Tommy] Turkish, put a lid on her.
[after cleaning out Turkish's Safe] Brick Top: He's been a busy little bastard, that Turkish. Errol: I think you've let him get away with enough already, Guv'nor. Brick Top: It can get you in a lot of trouble, thinking, Errol, I shouldn't do so much ...
[Avi, Tony, and Rosebud watch Boris on the video monitor] Bullet Tooth Tony: This guy's a handful. Rosebud: I hate Russians. I'll take care of him. Bullet Tooth Tony: He's all yours, Rosebud me old son. Rosebud: Not a problem. [Cut to a few minutes l...
[looking at the video of Sol and Vinny, trapped in the foyer of the bookie's by the security door] Brick Top: Do you know these tits, Errol? Errol: I know a lot of tits, Guv'nor. But I don't know any quite as fucking stupid as these two. Brick Top: J...
Gorgeous George: Get back down or you will not be coming up next time. [watches as Mickey warms up] Gorgeous George: Oh, bollocks to you. This is sick. I'm out of here. Mickey: You're not going anywhere, you thick lump. [Pulls off his shirt] Mickey: ...
Turkish: It's an unlicensed boxing match. It's not a tickling competition. These lads are out to hurt each other.
Mickey: I'll tell ya what. I'll do it for a caravan. Turkish: For what? Pikeys: For a caravan. Tommy: It was us who wanted a caravan. [looking around] Tommy: Anyway, what's wrong with this one? Mickey: It's not for me. It's for me ma. Turkish: Your w...
Brick Top: Pull your tongue out of my arsehole, Gary. Dogs do that. You're not a dog, are ya Gary? Gary: No, no I'm not. Brick Top: But you do have all the characteristics of a dog, Gary. All except loyalty. [Errol zaps Gary] Turkish: [Voice over] It...
Brick Top: Do you know what nemesis means? A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent, personified in this case by a 'orrible cunt, me.
Avi: Tony. Bullet Tooth Tony: What? Avi: Look in the dog. Bullet Tooth Tony: What do you mean "look in the dog?" Avi: I mean open him up. Bullet Tooth Tony: It's not as if it's a tin of baked beans! What do you mean "open him up"?
Turkish: I fail to recognize the correlation between losing ten grand, hospitalizing Gorgeous, and a good deal.
Turkish: I'm sorry, Mickey. Mickey: Did ya do it? Then why are ya sorry?
Mickey: The deal was you bought it like you saw it. Hey, look, I've helped you as much as I'm going to help you. See that car? Just use it for you're not welcome anymore. You should fuck off now while you still got the legs to carry you. Gorgeous Geo...
Sol: You ain't from this planet are you, Vincent? Who is gonna mug two black fellas, holding pistols, sat in a car that is worth less than your shirt?
