Heist

O'Brien: You work out right? Evans: Every day. O'Brien: You think you can help me lose some of this weight? Evans: I can, but you really have to want that. O'Brien: Yeah, I'm not there yet.

(getting stuck in the man hole) O'Brien: So did you know I was going to get stuck? Evans: Oh yeah. O'Brien: I guess I did too.

Evans (looking at O'Brien stuck in a man hole): You stuck? O'Brien: Yeah. Evans: Say "diet." (snaps a photo)

O'Brien (talking to Jordan about going to prison): Tough break kid. (Patting his butt) Keep 'em tight.

O'Brien: Jeez, I've had a crappy day. I've got a female boss, a black partner. Don't get me started.

O'Brien: I hate those internal affairs guys. They're like proctologists with badges. Evans: Let's just run this investigation like every other investigation. Okay? O'Brien: Okay, sure thing. I'm going to dust the fridge for uh.....cake.

Mickey: What do the three jewlery stores have in common? Pops: They're all on a high class streets named after a low class sport.

James: Never thought I'd see the day $5.50 for a latte Mickey: It's Beverly Hills James. Home of the $20 grilled cheese, $700 hair cut, and 1/2 billion dollars in diamonds.

James: That's nice. Is that a wool blend? (pointing to the ski mask) Mickey: Cashmere James: I didn't even know they made those. Does it breathe? Mickey: Actually quite cool. James: Oh.

Pops: Shut up, stupid. Ricky:: You shut up old man. Pops: Moving truck into position. James: He's moving.

Ricky: I like my coffee hot, just like my ladies. (Ricky looks at Lola) Lola: I like mine black.