Cracker

Fitz (to Judith): So I take it you're not in the mood for a quick shag?

Prof. Nolan (during his lecture): The disorganized criminals generally do not attempt to conceal or dispose of the body, making him more environmentally friendly than his organized counterpart.

Fitz (on two skinhead's urinary habits): You're the artistic kind - it goes everywhere. You're the Luke Skywalker type - straight like a lazer beam. I can't help but take a look - people usually find it disgusting . . . Skinhead: You lookin' for a broken nose, pal? Fitz: You know someone who can give me one, pal?

Albie (to Shahid Ali): There are a lot of bastards in the world, but you, you're a PAKI bastard! These insults - they're the only weapons I've got. (Albie draws a large bayonet.) Unless o' course you count this. (Albie thrusts it into Ali's chest. Ali's face contorts painfully and he collapses, dead, to the floor.) D'ya get my point?