You seem to fancy yourself a master storyteller. Well, tell me a story about a man who thinks he can punch people without consequence. That story’s not this story, but in the spirit of burying the hatchet, you get to decide what the consequence will be. You help me restore my honor in the ring with a cross-promotion between the DWL and Dystopia, or I hit you back and take everything you got. It is not for me to ask you why the consequences of punching me never occurred to you. Maybe they did, and you dismissed them. Not smart. So, you decide if you want to take the olive branch out of my bum and work together or if you want to watch me take every goddamned dollar you made for the rest of your goddamned life. I look forward to hearing from you.

Gully

Would you take my olive branch out of my bum, Jack? That way, we can have peace, profit, and by the way, we can have olives. You like olives, Rooster?

Gully [to Jack]

We need a women’s division. It’s time.

Willie

Ace: Jack, you know what I realized on this trip? After several disturbing interactions? I’m not good at making’ new friends. I haven’t made a new friend in years. Makin’ friends was never hard because I was always a part of a team. I had like insta-friends, guys I met through sports. Everyone kind of had to be my friend.
Jack: That’s not true.
Ace: Don’t tell me that. I do bad shit. I say dumb things. I do dumb things. I broke Bobby’s leg. I left the DWL because no one really likes me. I’m gone because any other promotion would have run me out of town.
Jack: We’re not any other promotion.
Ace: But the worst thing I’ve done? The worst thing I’ve done is I told you you were gonna stay in Duffy and kill yourself like Dad.
Jack: That’s forgotten.
Ace: I’m remindin’ you. I’m that guy. I’m the guy who said that. What kind of guy says that to his brother? Me.
Jack: It’s in the past. Don’t matter.
Ace: Everything that came to me after that statement, I set in motion.
Jack: That’s not true.
Ace: Yes, it is. And yeah, you were kinda dickish about the belt, but I didn’t have to say that, and yet I did. I did it because I’m a selfish fuck who was praised his whole life for sports, and now that sports are over, I don’t know what the fuck to do when I don’t get it.

Ace: You were never a bad big brother. Only lately. I’m not a good guy who deserves a great brother anyway. I’m a shitheap all of my own.
Jack: No, you’re not.
Ace: Then you don’t know me very well.
Jack: I know the heart of you. Good uncle, teammate, friend.
Ace: Jack, I’m not a good guy. Farthest thing from it.
Jack: These people loved you before I turned you into a heel. Let me help make it right.

Jack: Dad killin’ himself fucked me up more than I care to admit. More than I thought. I loved him so much. I hated him so much. And I glossed over all that ‘cause I couldn’t change it. The love, the hate, the way he was, the way he wasn’t, the way he went out. You and me are trying to survive after finding out Spade men aren’t supposed to survive. We’re supposed to come home and blow our heads out on the back porch and let our sons clean us up.
Ace: Oh, God. That’s terrible, Jack. That’s-
Jack: I am truly sorry for the way that I treated you. Please come home and give me the chance to be a great brother to you.

Jack is gone. Ace is gone. I need you to be ring general out there, not number one jackass on the jackass most wanted list. Help me keep the group focused. Coach ‘em up, keep ‘em disciplined. Got it?

Willie [to Bill]

Jack: When Bill came to you with that big-time contract offer, I was stunned.
Ace: I wasn’t.
Jack: Not because I don’t realize how great you are, but because I’d come to rely on your talent, your persona.
Ace: It’s dynamic.
Jack: DWL was working, and I could see our shared future together, and then Bill showed up with a golden ticket just for you. I was not prepared for that. You were gonna take your talents elsewhere.
Ace: Just like LeBron, mother fucker.
Jack: When that happened, that, that threw me. I guess it kinda — well, I don’t guess — it knocked me down. I was gutted. Then I was embarrassed that I wasn’t offering’ up congratulations to you. And whether that was desperation or envy or both, what I am sure of is that I-
Ace: Humiliated me.
Jack: I used what I knew as your brother, things only a brother would know, to push your buttons.
Ace: That you did.
Jack: Then, instead of ownin’ up to that like a decent person, I told myself that it was for your own good.

Jack: You’re lookin’ kind of banged up.
Ace: You’re looking kind of fuck you. Never again.

Staci: Thomas is a sensitive boy who responded in a way we don’t prefer.
Jack: Thomas got told to go fuck himself. That’s bullying. Thomas taught that bully a life lesson about usin’ threats and fightin’ words.
Principal: There’s no such thing as fighting words, Mr. Spade. Fighting words escalate into a school shooting, and you don’t want that, do you?
Jack: Did you just ask me if I wanted this to escalate to a school shootin’?

Constance: First time I kissed a guy with a mustache.
Bill: So last night was your first time ridin’ one, too. You took to it pretty well. If you need me today, I’ll be at my chiropractor.

Crystal, you launched yourself into the chaos last night of some festerin’ Spade family drama, and we only weathered ‘cause of you. It’s ‘cause of your guts, your instinct. It’s your heart. I’m grateful for you. Thank you.

Jack

Heels Quotes

Jack: That's not fair. You put sex on my mind before church. How dare you?
Staci: Well, after church we can go see a movie. I'll leave my underwear in the car.

Ace: What? You made cuz I said fuck? They loved it!
Jack: We got kids who come to the show, Ace.
Ace: Yeah. To see me! I mean, listen to that!
Jack: When you're in the ring, you stick to my script.
Ace: Ace! Ace! Ace! Ace! You hear that?