- Q: Bishop, you're crazy!
- Bishop: You know what? Last time you said that, I was kinda trippin', right? But now, you're right. I am crazy. And you know what else? I don't give a fuck. I don't give a fuck about you. I don't give a fuck about Steel. I don't give a *fuck* about Raheem, either. I don't give a fuck about myself. Look, I ain't shit. And you less of a man than me, so as soon as I figure you ain't gon be shit, *pow*! So be it. You remember that, motherfucker. 'Cause I'm the one you need to be looking out for... *partner*!
- Trip: Thought you'd be lookin' for transportation outta town by now.
- Q: Trip, man. You gotta tell me what's goin' on.
- Trip: You done slid down a razor blade and landed in an alcohol river. Word is you killed Raheem. And Quillis. And Radames.
- Q: That's bullshit, man! You know me better than that!
- Trip: I don't know that.
- Q: C'mon, Trip, you known me since I was a kid.
- Trip: I known a lotta killers since they was kids.
- Bishop: You gotta snap some collars and let them motherfuckers know you here to take them out anytime you feel like it! You gotta get the ground beneath your feet, partner, get the wind behind your back and go out in a blaze if you got to! Otherwise you ain't shit! You might as well be dead your damn self!
- Bishop: [to Steel at the video game] One, if I lose, I'm gonna beat that ass. Two, if I lose, I'm gonna beat that ass. So pop two quarters in, pop tart, and let's get this game on, I'll be gettin' that ass!
- [last lines]
- Kid: Yo, you got the juice now, man.
- Q: What the fuck you gonna do... shoot me in an elevator?
- [Bishop fires his gun in the crowded elevator]
- Q's Mother: [First lines] Quincy, get up! It's after seven o'clock, and your gonna be late for school again. Quincy, did you not hear me? I said get up.
- Q: [as he is waking up, under his breath] It's bullshit, yo.
- Q's Mother: Excuse me young man, what did you just say?
- Q: Nothing, ma.
- Q's Mother: That's what I thought. Get up.
- Frank: [Meeting for the first time] Q? What? Did names like Mustafa? Akbar become too hard to spell?
- Q: My real name's "Quincy" and I'm not too fond of that name so people call me "Q" or "GQ", you know like a nickname? An abbreviation?
- Frank: [Intentionally addressing him as the name his not fond of to show his disdain] well Quincy, shouldn't you be out stealing hubcaps or something like that?
- Q: [Whispers to himself] damn
- Frank: [Holding his right ear] excuse me, I can't hear you, speak up, I can't hear you boy, what'd you say?