Charles Shagrass: You're McPike?
Frank McPike: Most of the time. I was Batman in the third grade, but that seems to be in the past.
Sonny Steelgrave: You're that smart. How come you're not that smart?
Vinnie: [looking at roger's tricked out T-bird car with hidden guns in front and back]
Vinnie: What do you use this for?
Roger LoCocco: Weddings, parties, special occasions.
Mike 'Mooch' Cacciatore: You got no cause for arrest.
Frank McPike: What are you, greaseball, a lawyer?
Mike 'Mooch' Cacciatore: Yeah, well, as a matter of fact, I am. Y'know, you grow over 6'4" and everybody automatically assumes you're brain dead. Now, I think you're too short and wimpy-looking to be a Fed, but there you are.
[grabs McPike's arm as he tries to leave]
Mike 'Mooch' Cacciatore: You arrest my client, and I'll make you wish you were a farmer rather than a Fed.
Frank McPike: You know you have your hand on me?