Gully: Wow, Willie. Wow.
Willie: Wow what?
Gully: What do you mean, wow what? Willie, you’re not hanging up on me, so I am hearing you loud and clear. You want to come work for me.

Jack: Fuck you.
Gully: Really, Jack? After we’ve come this far, you’re going to crack open a can of fuck you?

Willie: [answering the phone] The fuck do you want?
Gully: Don’t you have the prettiest mouth?

Dystopia was supposed to end the night up with the ring invasion. Instead, we end the night down in front of a thousand people.

Bill: It’s The Condemned, Charlie boy.
Gully: It’s fuck you, Bill.

Gully: Cheese and crow. You wanna play fuck fuck? Spin the wheel. I too should have been more granular, so let’s get granular now. Ace’s Blair Witch Project is gonna get his ass kicked my ring next week. End of discussion!
Jack: It’s a slow-burn character, Charlie. He’s not gonna wanna do it!
Gully: That’s your problem to fix. Talk to your brother. And you better book The Condamned win the fucking card next week and pray that I don’t zipline down and fuck him up in whatever whimsical way I feel like fuckin’ improvising at my fancy. I’m trying to fuckin’ work with you guys, man. I’m trying to fuckin’ work together. I’m trying to be a fuckin’ partner. You’re not makin’ it fuckin’ easy. Fuck you!

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.

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]

Gully: I don't think you're supposed to smoke in here.
Willie: Fuck you. [blows smoke in his face]
Gully: Jack's ego is going to be the downfall of the DWL. Jump ship before you go down with it.

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?