I'll never be free. So I'll meet a few of them in hell.

Good. For a moment there, I thought we were in trouble.

Put the blame on Mame, boys

No, Dear, it's one of our charities!

I’m not afraid of the wind. I — I like it!

Believe only what you see.

No. Believe half of what you see.

Too bad you never knew Ace Hanna...

Martha, will you show her where we keep the...eh, euphemism?

You sure don't need guts, Bo. It's the last thing in the world that you need.

Everything I hear, everything I see, everything... this body feels.

Peter Blood, Medicinae Baccalaureate

eight-ball in the corner pocket

Louie, this could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship.