O'Reily: If I get old and wrinkled, will you still love me?

Omar White: Hey, Busmalis! I know your secret.
Busmalis: I have a secret?
Omar White: A little secret about dirt, ya dig?

Omar White: I don't like you.
Guerra: Oh, you don't like me?
Omar White: Yeah, I don't know if it's your hair, the way you look, the way you smell. It's just something about you rubs me the wrong way!
Guerra: Oh yeah? Fuck you, nigger.
(Omar stabs him)

Querns: Don't fuck with Querns!

Redding: I ain't gonna apologize for who I am or what I done, all right? Do I wish things had been diffrent? Sure. Do I wish we'd lived on one of those fancy homes on Kellogg Boulevard? Sure. But I don't hope and I don't dream. I take a shit in this world, I see reality and I make the best of it.

Reporter: Shirley, do you have any thoughts as the hour approaches?
Shirley: Thoughts? Of course I have thoughts, how could I not?
Reporter: Would you share them with us?
Shirley: Sure. I'm wondering why anyone cares what my thoughts are. Sure as hell didn't care when my husband was drunk and beat me. Or my father-in-law rape me. No, it wasn't until I killed my daughter, until I did something horrific that what I think matters. All I wanted was for someone to pay attention and now that they finally are, I see that my life then, or now, isn't worth shit.

Robson: Yo! Sorry about what happened to Leroy Tidd, or Ooga booga, or whatever the fuck you called him.
[Said starts pounding on Robson]

Robson: You fucking nigger!
Said: NIGGER! You wanna see the nigger in me!
[pounding intensifies]

Robson: [in the hospital] That spade motherfuckin', that cock motherfuck, motherfuckin' NIGGER!
[cut to Muslims]

Said: You wanna SEE the nigger in ME!
[continues beating Robson to a pulp]

Schillinger: I got a job for you to do, for the Brotherhood.
Hank: How much?
Schillinger: How much what?
Hank: How much cash?
Schillinger: $2,000.
Hank: I'm all yours, daddy.

Schillinger: So Said's nigger ass is in the hole, it looks like Arif's in charge. These motherfuckers are more pissed off than ever. I want you guys to watch each other's backs. Carry weapons from now on. This shit's coming down and it's coming down hard.

Schillinger:I need to believe in something.Something besides Hate

Shirley: (the morning of her execution) Woke up with a crick in my neck. Must've slept wrong.
Moses: Maybe stress.
Shirley: In any case, the hangin'll take care of the crick.

Shirley: She was cheating on you?
Moses: Yeah. With her husband.
Shirley: They were married?
Moses: Bitch told me they was through. I don't fuck with another man's wife! I got principles.