John Hatcher: You bailed out a Jamaican street named Monkey the other day, I want him. This other piece of shit, Screwface, I want him. I know you're a scumbag and a puke, I don't mind that, but give me what I need and I'll leave here a nice guy. If you don't, I'm gonna fuck you up.
Nesta: [to Hatcher] Screwface kill me a thousand deaths worse than you. Go find him your fucking self!
[dives through window]
Screwface: I have a message for you from Tito. He say for you to meet him... in HELL!
Screwface: Everybody want go heaven. Nobody want dead. Afraid.
Jimmy Fingers: I'll fuckin' sell anything to anybody, Hatcher, except you, man, I wouldn't sell you the sweat off my balls.
John Hatcher: You fuck with my family, you die.
John Hatcher: [after killing Screwface and his twin brother] I hope they weren't triplets.
John Hatcher: God made men.
Screwface: Look upon this madman! Him dead and him don't even know it!
Screwface: Hey, where Nesta man?
Nago: [whispers in his ear] Nesta and Jimmy Fingers are dead at the hotel.
Screwface: Nesta dead. Who do it? White boy, Hatcher?
[Nago nodes head]
Screwface: [Screwface throws table up and hits gang member with table leg]
Screwface: I want Hatcher dead! I want his family dead! And if you can't kill him, I go kill him!... and then I'm gonna kill you!
Screwface: I want you to meet my sister, Goddess of Fire.
Charles, Jamaican Cop: [after a demo of the submachinegun] Massive cool! Forward Jamaica!
Max: I love giving away all my possessions, it makes me feel real spiritual.