Spence: You worried about saving your own skin? Sam: Yeah, I am. It covers my body.
Dierdre: You're afraid! Sam: Of course I'm afraid! You think I'm reluctant because I'm happy?
Sam: You're not going in there! Spence: Yes I am, and so are you! Sam: Why am I going in there? Spence: Why? To protect me! Sam: There is no protection there! We'll be like fish in a barrel!
Vincent: No questions. No answers. That's the job we've chosen. You just accept it and move on.
Gregor: Look at us all. What could have been conducted in polite collegial fashion is now fucked into cocked hat.
Deirdre: You're scared! Sam: Of course I'm scared! You think I'm reluctant because I'm happy?
[Sam accepts a cigarette offered by Vincent.] Sam: So, are you labour or management? Vincent: If I were management, I would not offer you a cigarette!
[Discussing interrogation techniques.] Vincent: How did they finally get to you? Sam: They gave me a grasshopper. Spence: What's that? Sam: Lessee, two parts gin, one part brandy, one part Creme de Menthe...
Sam: Whenever there is any doubt, there is no doubt. That's the first thing they teach you. Vincent: Who taught you? Sam: I don't remember. That's the second thing they teach you.
Spence: You ever kill anybody? Sam: I hurt somebody's feelings once.
[Vincent has just removed a bullet from Sam's side.] Sam: If you don't mind, I'm gonna pass out.
Sam: I never walk into a place I don't know how to walk out of.
Sam: So, how'd you get started in this business? Dierdre: A wealthy scoundrel seduced and betrayed me. Sam: Same with me. How about that?