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"I don't want a large Farva."

"I'm sorry Johnny, I forgot you were there. You may go now."

Boondock Saints:

Connor: Now you will receive us.
Murphy: We do not ask for your poor, or your hungry.
Connor: We do not want your tired and sick.
Murphy: It is your corrupt we claim. ...

Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Clear them little bottles off. And when I get off the phone here, call up Hyman and tell him I want it wall to wall with John Daniels.
Charlie Simms: Don't you mean Jack...

Gotta edit this one for content. From Scent of a Woman:

Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Out of order, I show you out of order. You don't know what out of order is, Mr. Trask. I'd show you, but I'm too old,...

All of Boondock Saints...

-"God Doc, why are you out here anyway?"

"Wyatt Earp is my friend."

-"Hell, I got lots of friends."

"I don't."