- Lists: [describing Gibson to Goldberg for Baltimore Bob] Connor Gibson. In for felony... whatever. Two counts, six counts, who's counting? He's in here with the rest of us. I wish I had a few more b-bullet points for you, but he's a question mark.
- Baltimore Bob: [Lists has just explained Carley's criminal history to Gibson] She's an ex-cheerleader.
- Connor: Ex-porn star.
- Lists: Ex-actly.
- Baltimore Bob: Never did a day's work vertical.
- Frankenstein: Send me the best you've got, Warden. I'll send them back to you skinned, gutted and quartered.
- Baltimore Bob: Death Race is for sociopathic killers. You gotta have gravel in your guts. You have to live for the smell of motor oil and high octane fuel. You gotta love the sound of rubber on asphalt, and the taste of blood in your mouth. And when you go to sleep at night, I mean that deep REM sleep, the sound of bullets whizzing past your head should give you comfort.
- Carley: If you think you can make a go of it against Frankenstein, you're wrong. I can barely handle him, and I'm three times the man you are.
- Connor: Your boy and his pals tried to jump me.
- Frankenstein: Yet you're the one who walked away.
- Connor: I didn't say they were any good at it.