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Duke's Girlfriend: You know what? I'm thinking of getting the law on you.
Duke: She didn't mean that!
Duke's Girlfriend: Yes, I swear to God the bloody law!
[Shot in the head]
Duke: [Shot in the chest]

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Eddie Temple: What the fuck is this? A vicar's tea party?

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XXXX: I'll treat this lunch like a last supper, feign interest in his nostalgic tales, and get out.

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Shanks: DON'T... be giving it the big... fockin' innocent with me pal. Because I am NOT a fockin' prick.!

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Trevor: It's all about honour and respect with these head-banging nationalist outfits.

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Morty: But let's just forget about all of that. Let's have a cup of tea, Mr. Hurst
[Morty spills a pot of tea over Freddie's head]

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Paul the Boatman: [seeing Brian delirious after taking an ecstasy pill] What's with him?
Duke: [chuckling] He's just had one of these. These are super e's mate, we're gonna make millions!
Paul the Boatman: I don't care, this is my boatyard. Now, I want those pills and that fucking idiot out of here, I can't afford to get nicked!

Duke: Paul, Paul, calm down mate. What's the matter with you, I've got Gene coming down with a buyer tomorrow. You'll be in your whack. Here, chill, have a pill.

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Morty: What's happening? You been away? Yeah! Ten fucking years!

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Morty: Gene, let's listen to this shit! If he's lying, we'll both fucking kill him.

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Shanks: You know what, I fuckin' enjoyed that brother.
Trevor: Just like the old days Shanks, nice bit of armed robbery.

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[last lines]
Sidney: I'm sorry.

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Jimmy Price: Yeah, go on my son, do 'im!
[Suicide]
Jimmy Price: Bugger!

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Gene: Hey, these pills are going to be a nice catch for my retirement fund. So don't fuck up again, or you'll wish Dragon had shot you between the eyes.
[pause]
Gene: Good luck.

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XXXX: Look at me! You're going to get us all shot!

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Jimmy Price: Look at that wrong'un flashing his cash around.

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Singer: Forget all the things that they said, Just be glad to be here.

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Jimmy Price: You know why people like you can't leave this business? Because you make too much money for people like me.

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Jimmy Price: You hungry? The grub here will make your bollocks tingle. Let's eat.

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XXXX: How was the performance of Faust?
Eddie Temple: Complex. No wonder it took him 60 years to write it.

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Tammy: Patience. All good things come to those who wait.