Deep Cover

Betty McCutcheon:
I don't trust him.

John Hull:
You know something? I don't think you could trust yourself.

Hector Guzman:
Why, I keep my money in a bank.

Guzman's Guard:
El Banco.

Felix Barbossa:
You should kill a man sometime, David. It's liberating.

Carver:
So tell me, how does it feel to kill a man?

Russell Stevens, Jr.:
You're god, so you should already know.

David Jason:
A guy has two things in this world: his word and his balls. Or is that three things?

David Jason:
With dreams begin responsibilities.

David Jason:
What's the weirdest sex thing you ever did? Did you ever f*** two women at once?

John Hull:
Yeah, your mother and your father.

Nancy Jason:
What did they do to you?

David Jason:
They taught me what I needed to know: that they don't respect me, that I don't deserve respect.

Nancy Jason:
Oh, David, you've gotta get out of this business. You have a wife and a daughter who love you. I love you. What more do you want?

David Jason:
I want my cake and eat it too. I want my cake and eat it too.

Ivy:
Ehhh, you a b*tch! You wanna suck it b*tch? Or do you just wanna drink?

Eddie:
F*** you f*ggot, ain't had p*ssy since p*ssy had you.

David Jason:
This is the greatest night of my life. Terrible, terrible, but great.

Betty McCutcheon:
Business is improving.

John Hull:
From almost nothing to almost something.

John Hull:
We took eleven million in drug profits out of the van. The money doesn't know where it comes from, but I do. If I keep it, I'm a criminal. If I give it to the government, I'm a fool. If I try and do some good with it, maybe it just makes things worse. Either way, I'll probably just wind up getting myself in more trouble. It's an impossible choice, but in a way, we all have to make it. What would you do?

Carver:
He's a drug dealer, he's a criminal, he's a scumbag. But most importantly, he's a scumbag for the right side.

Taft:
If somebody put a gun to your baby's head, would you try and kill them if you could? Huh? Me too. And by selling that stuff, you're putting a gun to my baby's head. Let me warn you. I'm like a mad dog after a bone. I'd be all over you like stink on doo-doo. Trust me.

Carver:
I can't buy that much sh*t, John. I don't have that in the budget.

John Hull:
Well, what am I supposed to do with it?

Carver:
You're a drug dealer. Deal drugs.

John Hull:
Gerry, I sold drugs, I've watched people die, and I didn't do nothing. I killed people. You lied to me.

Carver:
They lied to me, John. How naive can you get, man? What, what, are you so stupid you can't see that? You think I like this? Huh? John, I'm sorry. Huh? It's all sh*t, you know. It's all bullshit. You know that. I know that.

John Hull:
What the f*** am I gonna do now?

Carver:
Hey, you know they're bringing me to Washington? Come along with me, man. We'll go to Washington. We'll have a budget, huh? We'll have some clout, we'll have some...

John Hull:
I didn't get into this for that.

Carver:
Well, neither did I. But that's all there is. They're the f***ing spoils of war. You might as well enjoy it.

John Hull:
Well, if that's all there is, I've been wasting my motherf***ing time with you. I can get more clout and more money on the street than I can get following your ass to Washington. Know what? This whole f***ing time, I'm a cop pretending to be a drug dealer. I ain't nothing but a drug dealer pretending to be a cop. I ain't gonna pretend no more, Gerry. I quit.

David Jason:
How come I like balling black chicks so much?

John Hull:
I don't know. Maybe you feel like you're f***ing a slave.

John Hull:
How much is this?

Betty McCutcheon:
Do you know anything about ethnic art? Have you ever been in a store like this? See, we don't put price tags on our merchandise. So if you have to ask, then obviously you can't afford it.

John Hull:
In that case I'll take two of them.

Betty McCutcheon:
Boys, is this some type of male bonding thing? Because you can take it outside. You're blowing my high.

Carver:
Have some fun. That's an order.

John Hull:
You ever kill anybody?

Carver:
Are you kidding? I went to Princeton to avoid all that sh*t.

John Hull:
David, come on. Take your feet off the couch. You don't do that at your mother's house, do you?

David Jason:
Nouveau anal, I think this is called.

David Jason:
What kind of monster have I created?

Felix Barbossa:
It's a good thing he never went to jail, Gopher, because if he came out, he'd have an a**hole big enough to swallow a watermelon.

David Jason:
It's completely synthetic, therefore no growing, no refining, no peasants. Best of all, no international borders, no customs agents. There in that case in front of you are two detailed prospecti on marketing, anticipated cash flow, and so forth.

Hector Guzman:
You racist Americans. You just want to cut us poor Hispanics completely out of the market.

David Jason:
No, Mr. Guzman. I think you know that there's no such thing as an American anymore. No Hispanics, no Japanese, no blacks, no whites, no nothing. It's just rich people and poor people. The three of us are all rich, so we're on the same side.

David Jason:
Forget this Judeo-Christian bullshit. The same people that taught us virtue are the very ones who enslaved us, baby.

John Hull:

So gather 'round as I run it down, and unravel my pedigree:
my father was a junkie.