Murphy: Pork chop, Pork chop. Greasy, Greasy. We beat your team, fuckin easy easy. WHOOO Go Wombats!
[after Hanson was held at gunpoint]
Hanson: You make me laugh, you know that? I can't imagine what goes through that sick fuckin' mind of yours. Sometimes I actually think you believe you're the King himself. You know that? And what is it with those sideburns anyway? I glued mine on for the job. For you, it's an actual lifestyle choice. It's fucking sad, man.
Murphy: Nevertheless, I do know the golden rule.
Hanson: And what's that, sweetheart?
Murphy: Fuck the gold.
[Murphy shoots Hanson in the leg]
Murphy: He who has the nickel plating makes the rules.
Murphy: You know the golden rule: fuck the gold. He who has a nickel-plated makes the rules.
Federal Marshal Quigley: Either quit smoking or get a new lighter.
Murphy: You want karma, asshole?
Michael Zane: Guys like me die caught. Guys like you die bloody.
Murphy: You recognize me now? I recognize you.
Michael Zane: It's time to go to work, baby.
Murphy: Fucking cowboy.
Cybil Waingrow: Or what, you'll kill me?
Murphy: Ever been to Reno? Get your bubble gum.
Cybil Waingrow: I didn't leave Jesse with a stranger. I left him with you.