- Donnie Rose: [George is staring at him, with a gun in his pocket] Why don't you just do what you came here to do and leave?
- Donnie Rose: [Sees Dylan playing outside] Isn't it past his bedtime?
- Emma: Somebody was in his room.
- [Referring to Donnie's meeting with the hooker]
- Donnie Rose: Sorry.
- Uncle Joe: [stares in loathing at Donnie] The only thing any of us got in this whole fuckin' world, is our tribe. Fuckin' niggers understand that. Why don't you?
- Chris Webb: [Referring to Donnie's job as security for his uncle's club] I'm looking into some complaints.
- Donnie Rose: I don't know nothing about no complaints.
- Chris Webb: [Contemptuous] Well, I haven't told you what they are yet.
- [after a pause]
- Chris Webb: Have you ever been told to deny admission to anyone because they were black?
- Donnie Rose: No.
- Chris Webb: No... you do realize that would be illegal right?
- Donnie Rose: This is bullshit...
- Chris Webb: George Carvery's a good friend of mine!
- Donnie Rose: [Emotional] I could have stopped it, but when I get mad I just... I just... I can't. I'm sorry George.
- Donnie Rose: What the fuck is he doing here?
- Ossie Paris: [Looks at Donnie] When you was a little kid, what did you wanna be when you growed up? I know Charles was either gonna be a fighter or workin' on the docks like his old man.
- [Looks at Joe]
- Ossie Paris: How much do you figure a guy makes a year starting down at the docks?
- Uncle Joe: I dunno... Sixteen, eighteen thou?
- Ossie Paris: [to himself] Sixteen, eighteen thou...
- [Looks at Donnie]
- Ossie Paris: I'll pay you eighteen to fight me.
- Uncle Joe: That's a lot of money.
- Ossie Paris: You know it's worth it, Joe.
- George: You got a lot of balls showing your face around here.
- Donnie Rose: Do you and Mrs. Carvery want me to take the fight?
- George: Ossie's fixin' to kill you.
- Donnie Rose: I know.