Bonnie Parker: [after a shootout with the cops] *Damn it*, you almost got us killed!
Blanche Barrow: What did I do wrong? I thought you'd be happy if I got shot!
Bonnie Parker: Yeah! Yeah, it would of saved us all a lot of trouble!

Bonnie Parker: [Bonnie to Buck and Blanche] Why don't y'all go back to your *own* cabin, if you want to play with C.W.

Bonnie Parker: [reading her poem] You've heard the story of Jesse James / Of how he lived and died / If you're still in need / Of something to read / Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde. / Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang / I'm sure you all have read / How they rob and steal / And those who squeal / Are usually found dyin' or dead. / They call them cold-hearted killers / They say they are heartless and mean / But I say this with pride / That I once knew Clyde / When he was honest and upright and clean. / But the laws fooled around / Kept takin' him down / And lockin' him up in a cell / Till he said to me: "I'll never be free / So I'll meet a few of them in Hell." / If a policeman is killed in Dallas / And they have no clue to guide / If they can't find a fiend / They just wipe their slate clean / And hang it on Bonnie and Clyde / If they try to act like citizens / And rent them a nice little flat / About the third night / They're invited to fight / By a sub-guns' rat-a-tat-tat. / Some day, they'll go down together / They'll bury them side by side / To a few, it'll be grief / To the law, a relief / But it's death for Bonnie and Clyde.

Bonnie Parker: [to Clyde, after he rebuffs her romantic advances] Your advertising's just dandy... folks would never guess you don't have a thing to sell.

Bonnie Parker: [to Clyde] You're just like your brother. Ignorant, uneducated hillbilly, except the only special thing about you is your peculiar ideas about love-making, which is no love-making at all.

Bonnie Parker: [Turned around in the car to face the back seat, to Eugene, loudly and mirthfully] Hey, what-a-ya do, anyhow?
Eugene Grizzard: I'm an undertaker.
Bonnie Parker: [Turning back to the front, to Clyde, quietly and with a deadly look] Get them out of here.

Bonnie Parker: Hey, that ain't ours!
Clyde Barrow: Sure it is.
Bonnie Parker: But we come in this one.
Clyde Barrow: That don't mean we have to go home in it!

Bonnie Parker: I don't have no mama. No family either.
Clyde Barrow: Hey, I'm your family.
Bonnie Parker: You know what, when we started out, I thought we was really goin' somewhere. This is it. We're just goin', huh?
Clyde Barrow: I love you.

Bonnie Parker: We rob banks!

Bonnie Parker: What would you do if some miracle happened and we could walk out of here tomorrow morning and start all over again clean? No record and nobody after us, huh?
Clyde Barrow: Well, uh, I guess I'd do it all different. First off, I wouldn't live in the same state where we pull our jobs. We'd live in another state. We'd stay clean there and then when we'd take a bank, we'd go into the other state.