Slevin: They call him the Rabbi.
Lindsey: Why is that?
Slevin: Because he's a Rabbi.

The Rabbi: But shooting you before you shot me would be....
Slevin: Kosher?
The Rabbi: ....no. acceptable.

Slevin: Someone's trying to kill you.
Yitzchok: Who?
Slevin: Me.

The Boss: They call him "the Fairy"...
Slevin: Why do they call him "the Fairy"?
The Boss: Because he's a fairy.
Slevin: What, he's got wings... he flies around sprinkling magic dust on people?
The Boss: He's a homosexual!

Slevin: How did you find out about us?
Mr. Goodkat: I'm a world-class assassin, fuckhead. How do you think I found out?

The Rabbi: You must be Mr. Fisher.
Slevin: Must I be? Because it hasn't been working out for me lately.
The Rabbi: But I'm afraid you must.
Slevin: Well if I must.

Lindsey: A mobster with a gay son. How ironic.

Lindsey: I was thinking that if you're still alive when I get back from work tonight... maybe we could go out to dinner or something?

Mr. Goodkat to young Slevin: My name's Goodkat. You can call me Mr. Goodkat.

Slevin: I'm not gay.
Brikowski: I'm a cop.
Slevin: Well, I'm not a robber if you catch my drift.

Slevin: Anything else you want to tell me?
The Boss: I suppose I don't need to say anything as terribly cliche as "go to the police and you're a dead man".
Slevin: I think you just did.
The Boss: I guess I did.

Slevin: Listen, I've been hearing that a lot lately...
The Rabbi: My father used to say: "The first time someone calls you a horse you punch him on the nose, the second time someone calls you a horse you call him a jerk but the third time someone calls you a horse, well then perhaps it's time to go shopping for a saddle."