Oz quotes
189 total quotesKeller: Look, I know there's no reason for you to believe me, but, um...
Beecher: You're sorry?
Keller: Yeah.
Beecher: And you promise you'll never do it again?
Beecher: You're sorry?
Keller: Yeah.
Beecher: And you promise you'll never do it again?
Keller:You see,I am a piece of Shit.Worthless.As bad as They come.So to have someone love Me not matter how bad...There.You happy now I spilled My guts all over Your table?
Kosygin: At last count, I had murdered at least 49 men. You have the honor of being my 50th.
McManus: At Attica, you organized a boxing program, right?
Murphy: Yeah.
McManus: Maybe we could try something like that here.
Murphy: Great, now all we need is time, gloves, and a good insurance policy.
Murphy: Yeah.
McManus: Maybe we could try something like that here.
Murphy: Great, now all we need is time, gloves, and a good insurance policy.
Napa: What's your name again?
Nat: Nat.
Napa: What's that? Short for Nathaniel?
Nat: (revealing he is a cross-dresser) Short for Natalie.
Nat: Nat.
Napa: What's that? Short for Nathaniel?
Nat: (revealing he is a cross-dresser) Short for Natalie.
Nappa: So Adebisi, how come you want to work in the AIDS ward with all those fags?
Adebisi: You know, it's funny. Out there I hated them, but in here, well, sometimes you need your dick sucked.
Nappa: Yeah, well that's the difference between you and me. I've got some self control.
Adebisi: You know, it's funny. Out there I hated them, but in here, well, sometimes you need your dick sucked.
Nappa: Yeah, well that's the difference between you and me. I've got some self control.
Nat: Did I over dress?
Napa: Oh, Jesus. You know, you look a lot like my ex-wife.
Nat: Thanks.
Napa: That's not a compliment.
Napa: Oh, Jesus. You know, you look a lot like my ex-wife.
Nat: Thanks.
Napa: That's not a compliment.
O'Reilly: I'd fucking airhole him but he's always got the Aryans or the bikers around him. I just can't get fucking close.
Poet: Unless...
O'Reilly: Unless... Who knew? You think like I do.
Poet: That's a scary thought.
Poet: Unless...
O'Reilly: Unless... Who knew? You think like I do.
Poet: That's a scary thought.
O'Reily: Khan's braindamaged.
Cyril: No.
O'Reily: Yeah. I saw it when he went down. His eyes went all vacant and shit.
Cyril: You mean, I made him... just like me?
O'Reily: Worse.
Cyril: No.
O'Reily: Yeah. I saw it when he went down. His eyes went all vacant and shit.
Cyril: You mean, I made him... just like me?
O'Reily: Worse.
O'Reily: Schillinger hates that his kid uses drugs. Andy's only been here a few days and he's already bought a shitload of tits off me. So I'm saying we let Andy suck on that tit 'til he O.D.s.
Beecher: Or...
Beecher: Or...
O'Reily: Word on the street is, you're the most ruthless hitman in Little Odessa. That's gotta mean a lot because you Russian mafia guys are a bunch of crazy fucked-up mother fuckers so I got a job done and I need it done fast. (begins to drop money in his other hand, one bill at a time) Just tell me when to stop.
Officer Clayton Hughes: You understanding me?
Kosygin: Yes.
Officer Clayton Hughes: Well then fucking blink or something.
Kosygin: Yes.
Officer Clayton Hughes: Well then fucking blink or something.