"What can I do for you?" "It's the other way around. Y'all got hit last night. That expensive, exclusive, hard-to-get hardware that Diamondback gave you is in a police evidence lockup. And the money that Domingo and his crew were supposed to give you is gone. I'm with Diamondback now. You knew that, right?" "Well, tell Diamondback, it's about time--" "Uh-uh Diamondback tells you." "I'm his number one seller." "I ain't here to spank you. But I do need to look you in your eyes Was it an inside job?" "No. Hell no."
"I can think of a few fools I'd love to baptize with that joint. How do I get 'em?" "One of two ways. You pay for it. Or you ask Diamondback to handle Carl Lucas for you." "I don't need Diamondback to handle my problems."
"Diamondback can front me. I'm good for it." "He ain't gonna front you a dime. You made too many mistakes." "He told you that?" "Does he have to?" "I'll call him my damn self." "He ain't the same Diamondback. If he does you this favor... he's taking Harlem from you. I'm just letting you know." "I'll get Domingo his guns, square everything away so Diamondback can front me the loan. Then I'll kill Cage so shit can get back to normal."
"The crimes you went to jail for, the torture you endured once you were inside, all me I'm afraid. Well not Reva's death, I just like saying her name just to watch you squirm." "You ruined my life." "I gave you wings! I sent you to hell and you come back with superpowers! Ain't that a bitch."
"My cousin has valuable assets and connections. I'll give them to you for a price." "And you walk away?" "I walk away." "Why do I find that hard to believe?" "Because you're smart and stupid at the same time." "Diamondback, what are you doing here?" "You invited me by not inviting me."
"Tell me why we should be friends." "Luke Cage. Clearly, we both have issues with him. I heard he killed your cousin. Allegedly. Rest assured, I will end him when the time is right. But the time is not right."
"I killed two birds with one stone by sticking a body on Luke Cage, he's hiding somewhere in the blessed aquarium, so I turned the heat up. Old Carl, he's either going to stand up and defend his name, or he's gonna run and hide like a bitch. Either way it doesn't matter, I've got the gun to take him out."
"Well you don't need to kill God with one shot to sell a weapon, you just need to make him bleed." "That's all well and good but whose going to be able to afford it?" "What price can you put on peace of mind?"
"Anybody ain't us is a hostage, make sure none of them look me in the eye. Lopes, Sugar, you're babysitting, move them up there and face them towards the wall, anybody resists blindfold 'em, too much lip, shoot 'em in the head, the rest will get the message."
"Carl, Carl, Carl, here you go again, bobbing and weaving because you're too scared to take a hit, it's just like I taught you in the ring, no matter how much you duck eventually you're gonna have to nuck and buck. If you don't surrender yourself and Misty Knight, I'm gonna kill a hostage every ten minutes, starting with Damon Boone."