It's the twenty-first century." I told Tank. "Women drive." "Only in my bed," Tank said. "Never in my car.

What's this outfit? You can't afford clothes? Are you wearing other peoples?" Helen Plum

I've never been in this part of Trenton before. I don't feel comfortable driving around buildings that haven't got gang slogans sprayed on them. Look at this place. No boarded-up windows. No garbage in the gutter. No brothers selling goods on the street. Don't know how people can live like this.

Well, sure, but I don't bring God into it. I think shower massage might have been invented by the devil. God invented the missionary position.

I need to look like an idiot at least twice a day to keep myself humble.

He squinted at me. "What are you wearing? Is that some new form of birth control?

I can give you a better 'and then'," Ranger said.