Nowhere to Run (1993)
[after shooting the bad guy]
Sam Gillen: Au revoir, fucker!
Clydie: Where are you from?
Sam Gillen: Quebec.
Clydie: What do you do there?
Sam Gillen: What difference does it make?
Clydie: It's an innocent question.
Sam Gillen: I'm a lawyer.
Clydie: Where'd you learn to fight like that?
Sam Gillen: Law school.
Franklin Hale: You bastard! Do you know who I am?
Sam Gillen: [smacks a door in his groin] I know *what* you are.
Bree Anderson: [as they're eating dinner] He's got a big penis.
Bree Anderson: He does!
Mike 'Mookie' Anderson: He was in the pond washing.
Clydie: ...He's got an average penis.
Mike 'Mookie' Anderson: How do you know?
Clydie: 'Cause I saw it.
Mike 'Mookie' Anderson: Already?
Clydie: I don't want to hear any more about penises.
[pointing a shotgun towards a prisoner who's trying to steal his car]
Sam Gillen: Steal the car, go to hell.
Country Store Clerk: What you doin' out this way?
Sam Gillen: Hunting.
Country Store Clerk: In a suit?... What kinda huntin'?
Sam Gillen: Pink flamingos.
Sam Gillen: [after beating up a thug] Three strikes, you're out!
Billy: [Sam listens to a tape recording of his deceased friend Billy] Hey Sam, this is me, Billy. I wish I could be there to split all that money with you, but I guess if you're listening to this then it's all yours now, right?
[Billy chuckles a bit]
Billy: Well, you deserve it, man. I mean... being in prison all that time because of me. Hey, I wonder which way I'm headed. Either way, up or down, I guess I got a 50-50 chance of meeting Elvis, huh? Ha ha. How do you like that suit I picked out for you? Anyhow, lay low and don't go getting into things the way you sometimes do. Oh, and Sam... I'm glad I knew you.
Mr. Dunston: [walks up on the porch towards Sam] Well, I'm surprised to see that you're still here.
Sam Gillen: No, you're not.
Mr. Dunston: Yes, I am.
Sam Gillen: [walks closer to Mr. Dunston] If I see you near her or the children, I'll kill you.
Mr. Dunston: [walks up closer] Look. You seem like a smart fellow. The woman isn't worth it. And I'll tell you, when push comes to shove you're not going to be dealing with some little tin-badge local sheriff guy. You're going to be dealing with me. Okay?
Sam Gillen: I look forward to it.
Mr. Dunston: Me, too.
[Mr. Dunston walks away from Sam]
Mr. Dunston: Au revoir.
Sam Gillen: Yeah, for now.