Brick Top: "Go and put the kettle on." Turkish: "Do you take sugar?" Brick Top: "No thank you, Turkish. I'm sweet enough."

"You're on thin fucking ice my pedigree chums. And I shall be under it when it breaks. Now, fuck off."

Turkish: "What's happened to those sausages, Charlie?" Charlie: "Five minutes, Turkish." Turkish: "It was two minutes five minutes ago."

Gary: "That's what you deserve Mr. Polford." Brick Top Polford: "Pull your tongue out of my arsehole, Gary. Dogs do that. You're not a dog, are you Gary?"

"You got to deal with him. You just got to make sure you don't end up owing him. Cause then you're in his debt. Which means, you're in his pocket. And once you're in that, you ain't ever coming out."

"Feed 'em to the pigs Erol."

"Do you know what nemesis means? A righteous infliction of retribution manifested by an appropriate agent. Personified, in this case, by a horrible cunt: Me."