Men with Brooms

Alexander "The Juggernaut" Yount:
I've played on a lot of ice, all over this planet we call home, but I don't believe I've seen a better shot. It's been a pleasure.

James Lennox:
"On this planet we call home?"

Chris Cutter:
Hey, whatever.

Chris Cutter:
She's okay, she's just tired.

Brandon Foley:
It's nice that you're lying to me but we both know she's shitface.

Chris Cutter:
Yeah, you'll take care of her?

Brandon Foley:
Got to, she's the only mom I've got.

James Lennox:
I'm a drug dealer.

Neil Bucyk:
I bury dead people.

Eddie Strombeck:
I have a single digit sperm count.

Chris Cutter:
And I'm a naked cheater. I say we go for it. Are you with me? Let's do it.

James Lennox:
How do you forget about 400 pounds of defecating menace?

James Lennox:
What you gotta understand something about these guys. To them, money is more or less, uh, a hobby. Violence on the other hand is their real vocation.

James Lennox:
I feel a general sense of dread.

Gordon Cutter:
You want an easy ride? Go play a bonspiel for the gutless. You want the Golden Broom, then find your spine.

Chris Cutter:
No, it's not just a rock.

Chris Cutter:
It's forty-two pounds of polished granite, bevelled on the belly and a handle a human being can hold. And it may have no practical purpose in itself but it is a repository of human possibility and if it's handled just right, it will exact the kind of poetry...

Chris Cutter:
For ten years, I've drilled for oil in 93 coutnries, five different continents, and not once have I done anything to equal the grace of a well thrown rock sliding down a sheet. Not once.

Gordon Cutter:
Where did you graduate from? Saddam Hussein school of physiotherapy.

James Lennox:
This is not my problem. This is most definitely your problem.

Eddie Strombeck:
His problem?

James Lennox:
Sure. Hey man, all I did was cut his bulk mescaline for street sale and neglect to pay him. Chris, on the other hand, crushed his head with a curling rock.

James Lennox:
She's a rent-a-girlfriend.

Chris Cutter:
Good God! Listen to yourself. Are you some kind of moral dyslexic.

James Lennox:
I think you got that backwards, baby.

Chris Cutter:
You got her drunk? Goddamn it, Jim, she's A.A. What else did you do to her.

James Lennox:
Hey man, I resent that implication. Even if I wanted to take advantage of the young lady, I do have some principles. You gottta be concious, for one thing.

Julie Foley:
Look, this isn't about me and him or you and him. This is about me and you.