Joe: ...You're all tripped out. Speed freaks. You're screwy, Baby! Ever see the inside of a 24-hour cold capsule? That's what your chromosomes probably look like. If I knocked you up, you'd probably have a giraffe.


--Rip Torn (as ) in Coming Apart

Joe: You stink, you smell! You screw everybody! You fuck everybody! Don't You ever bathe?


--Rip Torn (as ) in Coming Apart

Slade: Six stacks, is that right, Shooter?
Shooter: Six.
Slade: Well, we've been playing 30 hours... uh, that rate, six thousand, that makes roughly, uh, $200 an hour. Thank you for the entertainment, gentlemen. I am particularly grateful to Lancey, here; it's been a rewarding experience to watch a great artist at work. Thank you for the privilege, sir.
Lancey Howard: Well now, you're quite welcome, son. It's a pleasure to meet someone who understands that to the true gambler, money is never an end in itself, it's simply a tool, as a language is to thought. Good evening, uh... Mr. Slade.
Slade: Good evening, Mr. Howard.


--Rip Torn (as Slade) in The Cincinnati Kid

[Slade blackmails Shooter into cheating on his dealing so the Kid will beat Howard]
Shooter: Hey, why are you doing this? It can't be for money.
Slade: Yes, for my kind of money, gut money. I wanta to see that smug old bastard gutted. Gutted!
Shooter: Like he gutted you.
Slade: Yes, that's right, that's right!


--Rip Torn (as Slade) in The Cincinnati Kid