The Rundown

Travis: "You don't understand the situation."
Beck: "You borrowed money from the guy. You shot the wrong guy. You slept with the wrong guy's wife. I don't care. Your mistake."

Beck: "I don't make deals with people like you."
Travis: "You don't even know me."
Beck: "You're just like every other jackass that I've taken down. First they try to run, then they try to fight, then they try to negotiate. And when that doesn't work, you're gonna do what all the others do when they realize it's over."
Travis: "Oh, yeah? What's that?"
Beck: "You're gonna get down on your hands and knees and you're gonna beg me for a break. Well, guess what? I don't give breaks. No breaks."

Harvey: "You think they're dead?"
Hatcher: "What am I, psychic?"

"You done beatin' me up? Let's go."

Travis: "I'm just saying that whatever my father is paying you, I will double it."
Beck: "No."
Travis: "I'll quadruple it."
Beck: "No."
Travis: "I'll double it and quadruple it."
Beck: "No."
Travis: "You're being unreasonable."

Beck: "You know, back in the States, Brazil nuts like these go for $15 a lb."
Mariana: "Well, those fell of the tree out back. And around here, we don't call them Brazil nuts."
Beck: "What do you call them?"
Mariana: "Well, we are in Brazil, so we just call them nuts."
Beck: "Fair enough."

"I'd offer you a beer, but it seems you blew up my bar."

"He, who heard the sound of thy holy trumpet, and took not warning. He hath clearly wandered too far from the word of God. And Cornelius Bernard Hatcher, your hour has come. Let's get it on, Big Boy. It's time to get back on the path."