Ruditsky: Lepke keep a promise? That'll be the day.
Lepke: (to Ruditsky) You act like you don't trust me. Ain't my word good?
Phil: Lepke wants to see you.
Ike: I'll be in his office first thing tomorrow.
Phil: You'll be in his apartment in an hour.
Ike: You are a man of vision, Mr. Schultz.
Dutch: And you're a man with a contract.
Ike: There's no law on the books that says selling legal drugs is a crime.
Ruditsky: There will be if we need it.
Ike: Amuse yourself. Go out and pass a law.
Ruditsky: You know, I might just do that, Ike.