Heat Vision: My friend Jack says the universe is infinite. He says you can travel forever and never reach the edge. I say the edge is where you find it.
Ron Silver: If I feel so much as one bullet hit me, I'll come over there and pull your lungs through your nostrils.
Heat Vision: Is that blood?
Jack Austin: The blood of tomatoes.
Heat Vision: Para-gone. Jack, Jack Jack, Para-GONE.
Jack Austin: [Fake laugh] I get it.
Jack Austin: You shouldn't point those things at people; they're dangerous.
The Sheriff: Only if I pull the trigger.
Jack Austin: I wasn't talking about the gun.
The Sheriff: Neither was I.