Phil Broker: Come on, look around: beautiful house, horse trails, river in the back yard. Seriously, what else could we ask for?
Maddy Broker: WiFi.
Phil Broker: Whatever you're thinking, rethink it.
Maddy Broker: Dad, were you scared today? The truth.
Phil Broker: There's nothin' wrong with being a little scared.
Maddy Broker: Then why didn't you look scared?
Phil Broker: Lots of practice.
Phil Broker: [taking him down hard] You smell the wood burning, Bodine? Now you're gonna think it's done?
[roars like the Hulk and sees his daughter looking distraught]
Phil Broker: She just saved your life
[last lines]
Phil Broker: [on the prison visitor's phone] See you on the outside, Danny. I'll be waiting.
Lewis: Gator'd be pissed if we did something really fucking stupid.
Phil Broker: He must be pissed at you two quite a lot.
Teedo: In case you got any interest, Gator eats breakfast nearly every day at Lion's cafe, just like me. Now, he don't look like much or nothin', but you remember what I told you, he ain't true. Crazy, waitin' to happen.
Phil Broker: You'll be okay, Teedo.
Teedo: [bleeding] Fuckin' rednecks!
[first lines]
'Danny T' Turrie: This will make me happy.
Jojo Turrie: How much should we cook?
'Danny T' Turrie: This batch will yield 30 pounds.
Morgan 'Gator' Bodine: I dont want that NARC messin' up my business.
'Danny T' Turrie: [on seeing his only child being gunned down] YOU WERE ONE OF US YOU FUCKING RAT... YOU KILLED MY SON... YOUR CHILDREN ARE DEAD
