- Oh my God, we're going to die.
- For once, I don't think you're overreacting.

- kinda bouncy, like, uh...
- Tofu!
- What?  

- You're under arrest. For embezzlement
- Oh, hang on a sec, let me just get my horse.  

- Maybe we slipped into another dimension.
- There has to be something to eat.
- Like through a portal or something.
- There's nothing to eat!
- A space-time continuum.
- Where's the food?

-I killed a cow with a bazooka... I'm not proud of that last one.  

You called me Norm!
Ya.
Could that like be my nickname?
Ya, I guess.
Ah nice, I like your style, Car. That could be yours.
Ya, Carl's pretty short already but...

This is not me following my destiny. This is not me following in my father's footsteps. This is definitely not me saving the world. ... This is not me. This is just a mother-fucking decoy.

I don't want to be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me. Years ago we had the church. That was only a way of saying - we had each other. The Knights of Columbus were real head-breakers; true guineas. They took over their piece of the city. Twenty years after an Irishman couldn't get a fucking job, we had the presidency. May he rest in peace. That's what the niggers don't realize. If I got one thing against the black chappies, it's this - no one gives it to you. You have to take it.

- Your fuckin' family's dug into the Southie projects like ticks. Three-decker men at best. You, however, grew up on the North Shore, huh? Well, la-di-fuckin'-da. You were kind of a double kid, I bet, right? Huh? One kid with your old man, one kid with your mother. You're upper-middle class during the weeks, then you're droppin' your "R"s and you're hangin' in the big, bad Southie projects with your daddy, the fuckin' donkey on the weekends. I got that right?
 
- Yup. You have different accents? You did, didn't you? You little fuckin' snake. You were like different people.
 
- You a psychiatrist?
 
- Well, if I was I'd ask you why you're a Statie making 30 grand a year. And I think if I was Sigmund fuckin' Freud I wouldn't get an answer. So tell me, what's a lace-curtain motherfucker like you doing in the Staties?
 
- Families are always rising or falling in America, am I right?
 
- Who said that?
 
- Hawthorne.
 
- What's the matter, smartass, you don't know any fuckin' Shakespeare?