Bad Santa 2

"We're a charity, when you walk out those doors you're representing us."

Willie: "I traveled all the way across the country to rob a Goddamn charity?"
Marcus: "You got a problem with it?"
Willie: "You're damn right I got a problem with it! No way these assholes have two million bucks."
Marcus: "Will you keep it down!"

Sunny Soke: "Come on, boy. It'll be just like old times."
Willie: "You mean a living f*cking nightmare? Why didn't you say so, I'm in."

Willie: "I'm not working with that poisoned bitch!"
Marcus: "What? You don't trust your mama?"
Willie: "Yeah, I trust her about as far I can throw you. And I trust you as far as I can throw her."

Sunny Soke: "Shit stick. What's it been, fifteen years?"
Willie: "Mom."
[Willie punches her in the face]
Sunny Soke: "You still hit like your fucking father."
Willie: "Eat me."

Marcus: "I got an associate that got this thing all lined up."
Willie: "What associate?"

Marcus: "I know we left on bad terms."
Willie: "You tried to murder me."

Marcus: "We got a job. I'm talking millions this time. Can you still crack a safe? Or did you get carpal tunnel from jacking off?"
Willie: "Why are you even out of the joint anyway? You know, they used to sterilize guys like you, keep the world from becoming some Negro Land of Oz."
Marcus: "Early release, you racist moron fuck!"
Willie: "It must have been packed to the gills if they couldn't cram your three foot ass in there."