Gus: "I think you can be back here by three when she returns."
Ace: "Unless I kill Dumbledore."
Gus: "Well, don't do that or else this show would be even more pointless. Oh, and Nathan Israel called, he wants to push your six o'clock meeting to 6:15."
Ace: "Will we still be awake then? No, you know what -- tell him 6:10 and no later."
Gus: "Impotent old white men dicking around with young people for no reason? Enjoyable every time."
Degenerates: "Our horse is looking good!"
Escalante: "Well, you're not the trainer so your opinion doesn't matter. I can be a fuckwad with any conversational gambit you attempt."
Degenerates: "Our magical horse moment doesn't mean as much without Jerry. I wonder where he is! Just kidding, he's at the poker game, smelling of urine."
FAT LEON GOES FOR A JOG
Leon: "Hey, Porky. I'm just going for a jog to lose some weight in a somewhat healthier fashion."
Porky Pig: "Oh hey, Leon. I'm just going to jump up your ass for no reason. In this episode, I will work myself up to a hydrophobic rant in every scene for no fucking reason."
Leon: "Okay, well, wipe your drool and I'm going to run away, like I was going to do anyway."
Stands around on the beach at some grody cabana, looking for action. He's smoking four cigarettes and drinking forties out of a million paper bags; he is made of leather and quiet rage.
Dumbledore: "Do you like my yacht? It's the only thing I like, besides constantly talking about Jesus and putting things up butts."
Ace: "So did you hear about my plan to get a controlling interest in Santa Anita, calling attention to the business from the SEC?"
Ace: "Because I really think some revenge on everybody, including you, would make up for how yucky it was in jail."
Ace: "Okay but back on target, if you want to buy into my plan, you have to do it out of the other half, so I maintain my 51%. It's all very interesting."
Ace: "I am still not very happy with you. And please don't talk about my nephew, it's still a bit of a sore spot."
Dumbledore: "[Butts! And Jesus!]"