Bernie: Don't smart me! See I wanna watch you squirm; I wanna see you sweat a little, and when you smart me... it ruins it.
Verna: Shouldn't you be doing your job?
Tom Reagan: Intimidating helpless women is my job.
Verna: Then go find one, and intimidate her.
Tom Reagan: Close your eyes ladies! I'm comin' in!
Tic-Tac: C'mon, Tom. Boss wants to see ya. He didn't have time to engrave nothin' formal.
Tom Reagan: Tell Lazarre no hard feelings.
Lazarre's Messenger: Jesus Tom, he knows.
Johnny Caspar: What is this, the high hat?
O'Doole: Jesus, Tom, I was just speculatin' about a hypothesis. I know I don't know nothin'.
Tom Reagan: Hello, Brian. Still fighting the good fight?
Cop - Brian: Hello, Tom! Neither rain nor wind nor snow...
Tom Reagan: That's the mailman!
Adolph: Hey, horses got knees?
Tom Reagan: I don't know... fetlocks.
Adolph: Well if I was a horse, I'd be down on my fetlocks praying you don't bet on me.
Johnny Caspar: You double-cross once - where's it all end? An interesting ethical question.
Tic-Tac: You gotta remember to put one in his BRAIN. Your first shot puts him down, then you put one in his BRAIN. Then he's dead. Then we go home.
O'Doole: Look, don't nobody ask me, since I'm just the chief around here, but I'll tell you my opinion. Caspar is just as crazy as Leo, and an eye-tie into the bargain!
Tom Reagan: What's the matter, O'Doole? Doesn't anything ever suit you?
Tom Reagan: You can't hijack me, Tic-tac, we're on the same side now. Or didn't you get that far in school?
Tony: No small talk, huh? They shoot your horse?
Tom Reagan: If there's any justice...
Verna: What did you tell Leo?
Tom Reagan: I told him you were a tramp and he should dump you.
Eddie Dane: Jesus, I open my mouth, the whole world turns smart.
Verna: You're a pathetic rumhead!
Tom Reagan: And I love you, angel!
Eddie Dane: You understand that if we don't find a stiff out here, we leave a fresh one.
Verna: I guess we both double-crossed Leo. He's well rid of us both. The two of us Tom, we're about bad enough to deserve each other.
Tom Reagan: Are we?
Verna: We're a couple of heels, Tom. Yes we are.
Verna: What you doing?
Tom Reagan: Walking...
Verna: Don't let on any more than you have to.
Tom Reagan: ...in the rain.
