Marlon: Whose this?
Harlan James: The Guy
Marlon: The Guy?
Harlan James: You know, Joey
Marlon: Oh THAT guy
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Harlan James: This is only two hun'erd. We was promised five.
Devo Nod: For killing him five, for wounding him two.
Harlan James: You wanted me to shoot him so I shot him.
Nadja: You woke him up. What good is that?
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Rosalie Boca: What happened? Joey Boca happened
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Marlon: If we keep shooting Joey, don't you think he might get suspicious?
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Joey Boca: Rosalie!
Rosalie Boca: What?
Joey Boca: I feel better now. I had a good crap. That's all I needed.
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Nadja: Rosalie, listen to this... It says here some woman was eaten alive by her own houseplants. Can you *imagine*?
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Devo Nod: Mystic crystal let it shine, spikes just like a porcupine.
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[Discussing hiring a hit man to kill Joey]
Devo Nod: How much can we pay?
Rosalie Boca: "As much as we have to."
[Rosalie exits]
Nadja: Yeah, you know, not too much. Try for discount.
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Marlon: [Marlon holds bat up to Joey, ready to hit him]
Harlan James: Well, look at that.
Marlon: A Reggie Jackson signed bat.
Marlon: Whoa, man. Awesome.
Marlon, Harlan James: Reggie, Reggie, REGGIE, REGGIE!
Harlan James: How many homers has he hit, like, lifetime.
Marlon: Whoa man, he's the best.
Harlan James: Wow, man.
Marlon: I don't know
[pause]
Marlon: A bunch.
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Marlon: If we're gonna waste the dude, we oughta get paid for it. I mean, that's the American way, ain't it?
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Rosalie Boca: They look like drug addicts.
Devo Nod: Well, they are drug addicts.
Rosalie Boca: Oh my God. You hired drug addicts?
Devo Nod: Who'd you expect me to hire? The Red Cross?
Nadja: They seem like very polite boys.
Rosalie Boca: I don't like having drug addicts in my house.
Nadja: Oh no, Rosalie. Don't think of them as drug addicts. Think of them as killers.
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Lacey: Joey, if you're such a good Catholic, why do you commit adultery?
Joey Boca: I'm a man; I got a lot of hormones in my body.
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Nadja: Last week on TV, I heard about a woman who stabbed her husband twenty-seven times. And you know why? Because he refused to put the top back on the mustard jar. Twenty-seven times! Can you *imagine*?
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Devo Nod: Oh No, Taking care of the maggots is MY job.
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Marlon: Is that legal... having sex with a kangaroo?
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Joey Boca: C'mon ladies, let's go... Monnnnnopoleeee!"
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[to Joey]
Nadja: You know, I like you once. Maybe someday I like you again.
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Joey Boca: When somebody shoot you in the head it make you think.
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