Winston: He's a bad kid.
Guerrero: No, he's not. I know bad people. This kid isn't bad. He's a punk. Show me some bodies, then we can talk.
Christopher Chance: What are you going to do with your cut?
Winston: I am a simple man. Couple pairs of nice shoes, 300-foot yacht. That's all I need.
Ames: You know, if you had said to me a few years back that I'd be working straight, I'd have thought you were crazy.
Winston: If you told me ten years ago I'd be drinking with you and the rest of these crooks in here, I'd have you committed.
Ilsa Pucci: Tell me about it. Will someone pour me a drink?
Guerrero: There goes the good stuff.