Claes Douglas: Hey kid, you oughta polish a little on your vocabulary. You talk like a fucking five year old.
The Civilian Police: The guy had his pockets filled with candy. Of course I had to waste the bastard.
Jasmine: Oh, how brave you are.
The Civilian Police: Nah, I only do my job. I've shot people for less.
Jasmine: Yeah, but anyways. You could have been injured.
The Civilian Police: I shot him in the back before he saw me.
Tony Montana: It's my friends you slander, you too messed around when you were young.0
Tony's Father: Yes, but it was another time back then. When somebody was lied down, the fight was over. It's a much colder society today.
Tony Montana: But I'm wearing a M1 jacket in this wheater.
The Teacher: You refuse to take the information I give you. Maybe you don't care if I'm here? You don't care... Youth of today. When I was young, you thought school was fun.
Claes Douglas: I could need more of your kind, who are young, hungry and want to get somewhere. I have a hit going, it should suit you as the ball in the basket.
Tony Montana: I have two good homeys: Bob and Pedro. Bob, he has stealed many potato chips, you know. And Pedro, he went on the child fee on the bus for five fucking years. Nobody suspected a thing.
Pedro: It's funny as hell 'cause it's blinks all the time and I've always liked bright colors. And it reminds a little bit of a junior high disco in Sandared, you know.
Tony Montana: Grow up for fuck's sake. Shouldn't you too wanna make plenty some day?
Pedro: Yeah, of course but the only we do is attacking lonely guys on town and pick up 14-year olds. And then brag to each other what we talked them in to. So how should we make plenty cash in no time?