B.B: [affectionately] Did you dream of me, Mommy? I dreamed of you. The Bride: [crying] Every single night, baby.
Maggie Fitzgerald: I saw your last fight, Shawrelle. Spent so much time face down I thought the canvas had titties.
[last lines] Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: [Narrating] No matter where he is, I thought you should know what kind of man your father really was.
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Anybody can lose one fight, anybody can lose once, you'll come back from this you'll be champion of the world.
Danger Barch: [Repeated line; yelling] And I challenge the "Motor City Cobra", Thomas "Hit Man" Hearns to fight me for the Welterweight Championship of the whole world!
Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: [about Maggie's decision to go by air and back by car] She made her return trip by ambulance.
Rosemary Woodhouse: Oh, God. Oh, God. Laura-Louise McBirney: Oh, shut up with your "Oh, Gods" or we'll kill you, milk or no milk!
[Last lines] Roman Castevet: Rock him. Rosemary Woodhouse: You're trying to get me to be his mother. Roman Castevet: Aren't you his mother? [She starts to hum a lullaby]
Rosemary Woodhouse: I thought you were Victoria Vetri, the actress. Terry Gionoffrio: That's OK. Everybody thinks I'm Victoria. I don't see the resemblance, though.
Roman Castevet: [Terry is dead on the street] I knew this would happen. I kept telling my wife that she would kill herself, but she pooh pooh'd me.
Connor Rooney: I can look after myself. Frank Nitti: No, you can't! This is the point. You're a big baby who doesn't know his thumb from his dick!
Jack Rafferty: Baby doll, I've had me one helluva bad day. I've been beaten up every time I turn around.
[Mrs. Mallory, a passenger, has just given birth] Buck: Hey, Curly, do you think I oughta charge Mrs. Mallory's baby half fare?
Jake Hoyt: This car is not from the motor pool. Alonzo Harris: It's not, sexy though, ain't it? Jake Hoyt: So, where's the office? Back at division? Alonzo Harris: You're in the office, baby.
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