Grace Faraday: He'll kill you if he finds out!
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: Who?
Grace Faraday: Mickey!
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: Mickey Mouse?
Grace Faraday: What's your racket, handsome?
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: I'm a bible salesman.
Grace Faraday: Want to take me away from all this and make an honest woman out of me?
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: No ma'am, I was just hoping to take you to bed.
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: The whole town's underwater. You're grabbing a bucket when you should be grabbing a bathing suit.
Lt. Quincannon: Two things you can't take back on this job, kid. Bullets out of your gun, and words out of your mouth.
Sgt. John O'Mara: Come and get it, Cohen!
Mickey Cohen: Here comes Santy Claus!
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: You're a good man, John. You might even be a fucking angel. Either way you're a hero.
Sgt. John O'Mara: You lose everything and you win the war - you're a hero. You lose everything and you lose the war - you're just a fool.
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: Don't go.
Grace Faraday: Don't let me.
Mitch Racine: Mr. Cohen, I swear to God...
Mickey Cohen: You're talkin' to God, Mitch, so you might as well swear to me.
Officer Conway Keeler: Son, your dad's a genius.
Keeler's Son: [nods yes]
Officer Conway Keeler: Go tell your mom that.
Grace Faraday: Where have you been all my miserable life ?
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: Drinking.
Grace Faraday: That's no profession.
Sgt. John O'Mara: Every man wears a badge.
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: Do you have to that in front of me? You have to make yourself pretty for him in front of me?
Grace Faraday: Yes, ma'am.
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: You got a lot of nerve.
Hatchetman: You can't shoot me, you're a cop.
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: Not anymore.
Mickey Cohen: [eating his last meal] I like having only one fork. You never make the wrong decision.
Mickey Cohen: You heard of Manifest Destiny? That's when you take what you can when you can. The greasers took it from the redskins and we took it from them. And I'm gonna take it all from you, Jack, and not just because I can. But because this is my destiny. Los Angeles is my fucking destiny, you motherfucker.
Mickey Cohen: It's like they say, "All good things must one day be burnt to the ground for the insurance money."
Sgt. Jerry Wooters: Well ya gotta die of somethin'.
[last lines]
Sgt. John O'Mara: It's not paradise but it is the city of angels.
