Marv: "I don't know about you, but I'm having a ball."
Hartigan: "Breathe steady old man. Prove you're not completely useless. What the hell, go out with a bang."
Marv: "That there is one damn fine coat you're wearing."
Marv: "Is that the best you can do, creep?"
Marv: "Dames. Sometimes all they gotta do is let it out. And a few buckets later there's no way you'd know."
Hartigan: "It's nothing. Barely a flesh wound. On your feet old man!"
Marv: "I got you, you little bastard. Let's see you hop around now."
Marv: "When you got a condition, it's bad to forget your medicine."
Marv: "You keep holding out on me like this and I'm going to have to get really nasty."
Marv: "I'm sorry kid, but I haven't even started with this creep. And I don't want you watching the rest. It'll give you nightmares."
Marv: "You can scream now if you want to."
Marv: "That's right, get personal. Get close. I can take it."