Senator Vernon Trent: You can take that to the bank!

Mason Storm: I'm gonna take you to the bank, Senator Trent. To the blood bank!

Mason Storm: This is for my wife. Fuck you and die!

[Storm fires a shot between the Senator's legs]

Mason Storm: I missed! I never miss! They must have been smaller than I thought!

Mason Storm: How do you like this, Vernon? I'd like to kill you so bad I can barely contain myself. But I've been thinking. Death is far too merciful a fate for you. So what I'm going to do is... put you in prison. A nice petite white boy like you in a federal penitentiary... Let me just put it this way, I don't think you'll be able to remain anal-retentive for very long.

Andy Stewart: [to the comatose Mason Storm] Would you like a little pussy?

[she places a kitten on his bed]

Youth: [eyeing the shot-up Jeep Storm's driving] How hot is it, homes?

Mason Storm: Smokin'

Youth: You got it!

[they switch vehicles]

Mason Storm: So, how come you're not watching the Oscars tonight?

Counterman: The Oscars?

Mason Storm: Yeah, the Oscars.

Counterman: I hate the Oscars.

Mason Storm: You're not having a good time, huh?

Counterman: I mean, who needs the goddamn movies anyway? I got a show in here every single night.

Mason Storm: Yeah?

Counterman: You've got horror, sex, freaks, violence. I don't got to pay no four bucks either.

Felicia Storm: If people knew how sweet you are, they'd never be scared of you... I'm not scared of you.

Mason Storm: Maybe you should be.

[the owner of Mason Storm's former house enters a room where Storm has caused a mess]

Mason Storm: I'm sorry, but your contractor's doing a lousy job.

[a shotgun is pointed at Mason Storm]

Shotgun Punk: What are you grinning at, huh?

Mason Storm: Well, you know... there's only four of you guys, and... you only have one shot left in here. You know?

[O'Malley and Hulland mistakenly believe that Mason Storm is dead]

Lt. Kevin O'Malley: That was the most unstoppable son of a bitch I ever knew.

Capt. Dan Hulland: Yeah, well... he got stopped tonight.

[Storm has just killed Capt. Hulland]

Mason Storm: Now you're a good cop.

Felicia Storm: There's blood on your shirt.

Mason Storm: It's not my blood, so you don't have to worry, do you?

Punk: I'm gonna cut your fucking heart out!

Mason Storm: Yeah? Well, come and cut my heart out, okay? Come and cut my heart out!

[a knife-wielding punk wants to cut Mason, but Mason is holding a shotgun]

Mason Storm: Oh, I know what you're thinking. Mine's bigger than yours, right? It's not fair.

Capt. Dan Hulland: [to a detective] You know how they said Storm was superhuman. You know why? He was jacked up on coke the whole time.

[O'Malley overhears Hulland, and angrily confronts him]

Lt. Kevin O'Malley: Let me tell you something. That was the cleanest man I ever knew. He had more honor and guts than this whole department put together. If I ever hear you talk that puke again, I'll lose my shield to put you where you belong.

Mason Storm: [Mason has a gun drawn, looking for Senator Trent] Oh, Vernon? Come on out, Vernon... No, you're not under the bed... You're so good at this, Vernon.

Mason Storm: Who are you?

Danny: My name is Danny. I'm the physical therapist. I'm going to give you a massage, take you down the hall, and make you feel all right, okay?

Mason Storm: Get the fuck out of here.

Danny: Okay, don't worry about anything. I'm just going to take you down the hall.

Mason Storm: What year is it?

Andy Stewart: Try not to talk.

Mason Storm: What year is it?

Andy Stewart: It's 1990.

Mason Storm: [to Capt. Hulland] How does it feel to know you're about to die?

Mason Storm: [pointing a gun at the thugs in the pool room] How's the action, boys? Mind if I play? I know what you're thinking. If I have this in my hand that I can't play. How's this? Gonna put it away.

[puts away gun]

Mason Storm: Well, somebody hand me a cue.

Mason Storm: You give me this beard.

Andy Stewart: Yeah.

[both start laughing]

Andy Stewart: Well, you tried.

[Mason starts laughing and Andy looks at him]

Mason Storm: You ever been to China town.

Andy Stewart: Yeah, why?

Mason Storm: These are just some needles and herbs for my recovery.

Andy Stewart: Wow, how did you learn to write in Chinese.

Mason Storm: Well, when I was kid. My father was a missionary. I spent the first 10 years of my life in China. There, I learned how to fight as you could imagine. I remember going to my martial arts teacher.

[he imitiates the teacher]

Mason Storm: He said, "Why you come to me" and I say, "Ah, to learn how to fight." And he's like, "Oh, so you wanna hurt people, but you wanna be great." I say, "Yeah, I wanna be great. "Then first learn how to heal people to be great, to hurt people is easy."

[both looking at each other]

Mason Storm: We're outgunned, and undermanned. But you know sumpin'? We're gonna win. You know why? Superior attitude. Superior state of mind.

Andy Stewart: [Mason and Andy flee the house they were staying at after a shootout] Oh, I forgot to lock the door.

Sonny Storm: Who... who are you?

Andy Stewart: That's a very long story. You got a few minutes?

[the convenience store counterman is being robbed at gunpoint]

Counterman: [to Mason] Where's a goddamn cop when you need one?

[Mason and Andy are packing up]

Andy Stewart: Where are we going?

Mason Storm: Out of here.

[Posing as a doctor, Axel searches for Storm in the hospital]

Russ: Excuse me, doctor?

Jack Axel: Yes?

Russ: I have to check every one of these upper floors.

Jack Axel: Of course.

Russ: Can I just get your ID please?

Jack Axel: You know, you can't have too much security.

Jack Axel: Sweet dreams.

[kills Felicia Storm]

Lt. Kevin O'Malley: Let me tell you something, Sonny... one day when this is all over, you, me, and your pop are going to rent us a fishing boat, and catch us the biggest fish that ever swam the seas. And I'm not talking goldfish, either.

Sonny Storm: The last time I went fishing with Pop, we caught an old tire.

Lt. Kevin O'Malley: [laughs] Not this time, Sonny. We're going to get us a big fat tuna.

[Danny sees Russ lying on the floor]

Danny: Russ! Russ! What happened? Doc?

Jack Axel: He's dead.

[Kevin O'Malley and Sonny Storm encounter Nolan and Quentero at the train station]

Nolan: What are you doing, you taking a trip somewhere?

Lt. Kevin O'Malley: [pretends that Sonny is his son] Yeah... yeah, me and my kid are visiting my mother in New Mexico.

Nolan: Oh, that's your son, huh? It's funny, you know he doesn't look much like you. Does he, Quentero? As a matter of fact, I think that I've seen his ugly face before.

Max Quentero: Kind of looks like Mason Storm.

Nolan: Yeah.

Danny: [to Mason] Tell you what... How about I get you a piece of lemon chiffon pie out of the refrigerator later?

Mason Storm: I'm gonna take you to the bank Senator Trent... The Blood Bank!

[Storm has just attacked some of Trent's cohorts]

Jack Axel: [sarcastically] I'm impressed.

[first lines]

Mason Storm: Come on. Let's go, guys. I'm missin' the Oscars.

Andy Stewart: What's most important right now is that we get this video to the authorities before I have a nervous breakdown.