- Renaldo Sykes: Norman Winfield created the greatest single-hand weapon to date, capable of firing more than twenty rounds per second. It is also a compact rocket launcher.
- Dave Steelgrave: Yeah, and I got a toaster that makes popcorn. So what?
- Sonny Steelgrave: In my neighborhood, possession is nine tenth of the law. The other tenth - we don't care about.
- Vinnie Terranova: [in the confessional] Bless me, father, for I have sinned.
- Father Peter Terranova: [on the other side of the screen] No kidding. Well then, I guess you haven't changed much, have you, Vinne?
- Vinnie Terranova: Listen, Pete, I'm not gonna confess to you 'cause the last time I did, you told Mom and I had to wash the kitchen floor for a month.
- Father Peter Terranova: You were six. You stole my cowboy boots.
- Vinnie Terranova: Says you!
- Vinnie Terranova: Pete, you know, all the people who come in here and pray, they all got problems... seventy percent of 'em can't get a bank loan; a guy can't make the payments on his house, he's got a wife and kid, he doesn't want 'em to be evicted so he goes on the street for the money. He misses a couple of payments, the next thing he knows somebody's ringing his doorbell with a steel pipe! Now you got his widow *and* his kid and *they're* praying for help!
- Father Peter Terranova: And the *Lord* will provide it!
- Vinnie Terranova: Okay, all right, but what if what the Lord provides is people like me? People to go out and get these brazholes? What if you and I are just on different ends of the same handoff?
- Father Peter Terranova: [stares at him for a moment, then] How did we turn out so different... and so much alike?
- Father Peter Terranova: [referring to their mother] You could tell her you're working for the government. What would it hurt?
- Vinnie Terranova: Pete, I wasn't even supposed to tell you, but I figured a guy could tell his priest anything!
- Vinnie Terranova: Look, if I told Mom, she'd tell Uncle Pete and Aunt Celeste; they'd let it slip to Norwood, he'd tell that dingbat wife of his, and *she'd* tell half the Metropolitan Life Building!
- Father Peter Terranova: She got sacked. She's home eating bon-bons and doing crosswords and hacking poor Norwood to pieces.
- Vinnie Terranova: [shakes his head] Still, Mom couldn't keep it to herself. I shamed her, she'd have to tell somebody, and then you count to ten I'd be the captain of a fifty-gallon oil drum at the bottom of the river.