- Do you really think you have a chance against us, Mr. Cowboy?
- Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.
If I'd known we were gonna cast our feelings into words, I'd've memorized the Song of Solomon.
Nobody knows anybody. Not that well.
- Attention, whoever you are, this channel is reserved for emergency calls only.
- No fucking shit, lady! Does it sound like I'm ordering a pizza?
Nine million terrorists in the world and I gotta kill one with smaller feet than my sister.
If you want me to keep my mouth shut, it's gonna cost you some dough. I figure a thousand bucks is reasonable, so I want two.