You cannot defeat your enemies until you know who they are.

Was it fate? Was it destiny?" "I think it was Alan Blunt.

You must have been going very fast." "I was, until I hit the fence.

I didn't set fire to the building." "No, but you did pull it into the river." "That put the fire out!

Look at self-satisfied pop singers or greasy, semi-literate athletes. People worship them. Why?” "Because they’re talented.

Let me tell you, Alex. He's a crook. He's based here in Miami. He's a nasty piece of work." "He's mexican" Troy added.

You're nothing if you're not special.