Danny the Dog

Sam: "When you first came to us, you were hurt pretty bad."
Sam: "How did that happen?"
Danny: "I asked for a piano."
Sam: "You asked who for a piano?"
Danny: "My uncle."
Sam: "Oh, you do have family?"
Danny: "No."
Sam: "But you just said you had an uncle."
Danny: "He's dead."
Sam: "Oh..."

Victoria: "Why'd he leave?"
Sam: "Maybe he had some things to do."
Victoria: "But I thought he was happy here."
Sam: "Well, sweetie, sometimes being happy just isn't enough. Sometimes people have to go back and fix the things that made them unhappy before they were happy."
Victoria: "But I could help him."
Sam: "Sometimes people have to do things themselves."

Victoria: "Should I go get him?"
Sam: "No, let's let him get himself."
Victoria: "Maybe he doesn't know how."
Sam: "Well, then let's just give him the opportunity to learn."
Sam: "There's nothing like self-discovery for turning a boy into a man."

Sam: "Do you remember me telling you about where I grew up? In New York City?"
Danny: "Where Carnegie Hall is!
Sam: Yeah, well, that's where Victoria and I are from. That's our home."
Danny: "This is your home."
Sam: "No, no this is just a temporary home. We only came here so that Victoria could attend school. What I'm trying to say Danny, is after Victoria graduates, we're going to go back home. We're going to go back to New York. And, well I don't know how this would work out, but we would really like for you to come with us, because we've come to think of you as family, and well that's what families do - they stick together, at least this one does. So what do you say?"

"That man can talk some serious shit."

Sam: "In the market today, those men were fighting. You know that, right?"
Danny: "Yes."
Sam: "And that didn't bother you?"
Danny: "No."
Sam: "You weren't afraid?"
Danny: "No."
Sam: "In those kinds of circumstances, people are usually afraid."
Danny: "They weren't fighting me."

"I like my men to be shy... presents a challenge for a girl."

Bart: "I'll make you a deal. If you go down there tonight and do your job. I promise you, tomorrow I will buy you the nicest piano in the whole bleedin' city. How's that?"
Danny: "I don't wanna hurt people anymore."
Bart: "Then you're dead."