- [J.T. Barker comes out of the bank and is questioned what he was doing in there. He said he was closing up his account]
- Bad Guy: What the hell are you gonna do with a 152 dollars? We're taking 18 God damn million dollars out of here on Thursday!
- J.T. Barker: I know that. I just don't wanna split *my* 152 dollars 4 ways...
- [Karen McCoy tries to fire the gun in a gunfight]
- Karen McCoy: You didn't load the gun?
- J.T. Barker: You told me to buy it, not to load it.
- J.T. Barker: Do you think that jerk Roy do a better job raising your boy than you?
- Karen McCoy: At least Roy is his father. At least he has a chance of a normal life with him...
- J.T. Barker: Normal? What's not normal about getting on an airplane with your mam and go down to Rio with 3 million bucks?
- Karen McCoy: [as they are driving away from the back, with J.T. shot in the arm] Are you in pain?
- J.T. Barker: Ahhhh! Pain? Pain! You wanna talk about pain? WALKING way from $18 million dollars, now that's pain. What?
- [as Karen starts laughing]