Carlyle: I just talk bad, I don't do bad.

Richie: [to Billy and Roger] You're going to a whorehouse? That's disgusting.

Billy: Look who's talking!

Carlyle: Y'know, if they send me over to that Vietnam, I'll be cool. 'Cause I been dodging bullets and shit, man, ever since I was old enough to get on pussy and make it happy to know me.