Carter: Fifty million dollars?! Man, who you think you kidnapped? Chelsea Clinton?!

Lee: Ah! Beach Boys!
Carter: Oh, hell no! You didn't just touch my goddamn radio!
Lee: The Beach Boys are great American music.
Carter: The Beach Boys gonna get you a great ass whuppin'. Don't you ever touch a black man's radio, boy! You can do that in China but you can get your ass killed out here, man!

Lee: Not being able to speak is not the same as not speaking. You seem as if you like to talk. I like to let people talk who like to talk. It makes it easier to find out how full of shit they are.
Carter: What the hell did you just say?

Carter: Wipe yourself off. You're dead.

Carter: Woo, you know he's dead.

Lee: We can hang in my crib. I will show you my 'hood.