Hudson Hawk

— Anna... we're supposed to be saving you.
— I'm sorry. I got bored, so I saved myself.

— You probably love Butterfingers over there.
— Well, yeah. In a weird sort of Catholic way, I do.

You know what, Cesar, if the Mario brothers weren't Jersey's third largest family, I'd say kiss my ass. But considering your status, I'll say slurp my butt.

— I'll torture you so slowly, you'll think it's a career. I'll kill your friends, your family and the bitch you took to the prom.
— Betty Jo Biarsky? I can get you an address on that, if you want.

— Five-Tone, let me ask you something.
— Go ahead.
— Why do they leave all these rocks and shit laying out in the backyard?
— They're called ruins, Eddie.