Lester: [snorting cocaine] You want some of this?
Butch: Man, I don't stick nothing up my nose unless it's two legs wrapped around my neck.
Lester: More for me...
Louis: Welcome home, convict! A very touching story, my hemorrhoids bleed for you.
Louis: Ma', I don't know where my teeth are. Hey pa', are you wearing my teeth?
Tank: You are not in the position to say who goes and who stays.