Jimmy: Hey, let's bounce.
Michael: Bounce? We're bouncing now? Is that what we're doing? Jesus fucking Christ.

Trevor: So, we ready to go on this?
Wade: Yep, although Floyd don't think it's a good idea meetin' at the condo...
Trevor: Tell Floyd it's a great idea to meet at the condo, and tell him we'll need chips and dip and prostitutes.

Now go! I need to meditate. Or masturbate. Or both.

Steve Haines: Those bastards love to sell drugs.
Trevor: Who doesn't?

Simeon: You tell me exactly what you want, and I will very carefully explain to you why it cannot be.
Franklin: What?