Rolling Vengeance (1987)
Tiny Doyle: [to Victor and his brothers] I must've been out of my mind to let somebody fuck with me like this.
Lt. Sly Sullivan: [after seeing Tiny's injuries] Did ya slip in the shower?
Tiny Doyle: Nope, I tripped on my dick.
Vic Doyle: [after his brothers have been killed] Why didn't ya tell the pigs, Paw?
Tiny Doyle: Because I don't let no tin-badge peckerhead do my lightwork.
Vic Doyle: [Vic pulls a shotgun on his Paw] I ain't no chicken shit, Paw!... Now you say it... Come on, Paw, you say it to me!... I wanna hear you say it!
Tiny Doyle: I should've known, Vic... That you never had any balls.
Patrol Officer: [On the radio to Homer] Homer, ya better wake up Sullivan... He's gonna wanna know about this.
Homer: How many bodies?
Patrol Officer: Uh, two.
Homer: Ya need a tow truck?... Are we talking major medical and body bags?
Patrol Officer: Aw shit, Homer... We're talking a street sweeper and a doggie bag here.
Four Eyes: [When he sees the big foot coming after him] What in the fuckin' hell is that?
Big Joe Rosso: [to Joey after deciding to go to Tiny's] I feel like a beer.
Vic Doyle: [to Big Joe after walking out of court] Ya gonna sue me, asshole?
Tiny Doyle: [Tiny makes a prayer before eating with his sons] God, we want you to look after them two boys that are no longer with us here... And God, come God, GOD... Help us get the low life son-of-a-bitches that did it.
Vic Doyle: Amen.
Tiny Doyle: Amen... Fuckin' A.
Tiny Doyle: [to his sons, wanting vengeance for the two that died] You can't let that happen again. You got to make them pay, or you can't come back here again, cuz I'LL KILL YA MYSELF!
Tiny Doyle: [after his used car lot is destroyed] Alright, I'll give ya three guesses, first two don't count... It's either Steve Tyler or that Rosso boy.
Vic Doyle: [to his brothers] That's right, remember that.
Tiny Doyle: I think that their asses would look real good nailed to our wall.
Big Joe Rosso: [In court after the judge lets VIc Doyle go] No, Goddammit, NO!... Now you listen to me. That man killed my wife and kids!... He might as well have blown them away with a shotgun, and you fine him 300 bucks?... He outta be strung up by his balls!
Vic Doyle: [Vic brings Big Joe and Joey each a beer, he drinks Big Joe's and hands him the empty glass] Il'll be ready in about 20 minutes... Slightly warm.
[Vic then turns to Joey]
Vic Doyle: Of course Junior here likes his slightly cold
[He pours the beer over Joey's head, and Joey slugs him]