This ain't a job. It ain't an occupation. It's a calling.

Tommy

I paid for this bouquet, bitches!

Sheila

That's the Tommy Gavin we know. You know, punch somebody in the face. That solves everything.

Shawn

Marsha: Maybe Wyatt needs to get more in touch with his feminine side.
Tommy: You know what, Wyatt doesn't have a feminine side. Can I just say something else, by the way, "Tiffany" is the name of a store, and "Madison" is the name of an avenue, and "Brittany" is the name of a slut.

You know this show is racist, man. It makes Italians look like we're all a bunch of stupid idiots with perfectly chiseled bodies, fake tans, and gay haircuts. (beat) I don't have a gay haircut, guys.

Mike

We'll be fine. Trust me.

Lou

Lou: I married a hooker.
Needles: He married a hooker. I married a Russian mail order bride.
Sean: Uh, I married Maggie.
Needles: Which I'm banking on makes the hooker and the mail order bride seem sensible.
Black Shawn: I'm marrying Colleen.
Needles: Which is gonna make marrying Maggie look like a day at the beach. No offense, Tommy.
Tommy: None taken.
Franco: Yeah, well, I guess I could be considered a deadbeat dad.
Needles: And a conspiracy freak.
Mike: My gayness.
Lou: The whole nun thing.
Franco: Lesbo girlfriend.
Mike: Extreme gayness.
Needles: You know what's sad. Him being gay is the least of our public relations problems.

First off, I never fart with a new chick until like the fourth date, third maybe. Second off, I have never in my life farted the smell of a rotting corpse. I'm telling you I would have to eat a dead guy who just ate Indian food and then shit his pants, in order to smell that bad. That's how bad it was.

Sean

You can't memorialize somebody by plastering their name up on a wall of concrete and steel. You do it by talking about their deeds. You have to remember their faces, their spirit. You have to remember the firefighters on the morning of 9/11 and what they did before they went downtown.

Sidney

I know who you are and I know what you are. You need two things to survive - sex and fire. One's no good without the other.

Sheila

Oh my god, it's like Lou-mageddon.

Tommy

Today, we are gathered together here to honor five men, my men, my brothers. Five men who were given a choice to run, to flee for safe ground, to seek clean fresh air, or to move deeper knowing the danger, knowing that two young people, innocent kids, were crying out for help, for my men, to save them. We all know which choice they made. These men, these five extraordinary human beings will forever live in my heart and in the memory of all who knew them and in the public records of this great city as heroes, the bravest of the brave, I shed no tears. I cry out not in agony. I beseech the sky not in anger but with pride and a voice that is strong and clear. I am a better man and we are all better people for having known them. Good night, my dear friends, my five unforgettable brothers. I shall see you on the other side.

Lou