The guns and crank in this area go through Trevor Phillips Enterprises... or they ain't going!

I think that I would recognize my own underwear, now give them back!

Floyd: You gotta go, both of you. My girlfriend, she'd kill me if she knew I had guests.
Trevor: Not much of a girlfriend if she don't like your family. Now would you get me a fucking drink? I'm not gonna ask you again!

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

You know, I've been in this game for a lot of years and I got out alive. If you want my advice - give the shit up.