Should have known she would choose you….
Neal: You think Hagan is using Monks?
Mozzie: I think Hagan is using you.
Leave your heart off your sleeve.
Mind if I air-dry on the patio?
Coincidence is fate’s favorite tool.
You're just jealous that for once, people are staring at all of this, instead of all of that.
We know Zed will find a way in. What's yours?
Mozzie: Too Ringo?
Neal: Too Bieber.
At this point, twenty feet might as well be Hannibal's march.
Neal: You do look like a Teddy.
Mozzie: I prefer Theodore.
Out of the frying pan, into the firehouse.
For guys like us, the only regret is permanence.