Quân: This is a sophisticated operation here. It's a different ballgame.
Raq: You got the ball, I got the players.
Quân: You aren't the only team.
Raq: But my team wins.

Marvin: You done lost your fucking mind this time, Lou.
Lou-Lou: No. My mind's right where I left it at, big bro.

Jukebox: What are you doing, Kanan?
Kanan: The fuck you mean what am I doing. I'm doing what I do. I'm living this life.

Iesha: Must of ate something bad.
Jukebox: Seem like you eat something bad a lot.
Iesha: And what's that supposed to me?
Jukebox: Nothing.
Iesha: I'm working on it, Juke.

Fame keep shit close. Mostly. If he don't, I'll fuck him up myself.

Kanan: I keep work and family second.
Snaps: Wise man. Family business is the very definition of oxymoron.

Nique is dead. I can feel it. Cause something inside of me is dead now, too.

Pernessa [to Raq]

Lou-Lou: You got something, Fame. Something I ain't even know you got.
Famous: I don't know if I got it. Or if it got me.
Lou-Lou: I heard that.

Jukebox: Raq wouldn't want you being here.
Kanan: I don't give a fuck what she want.

Ronnie: Unique's gone.
Juliana: What do you mean?
Ronnie: Unique's gone. And he ain't coming back. Just like you said. Now we do business.

Howard: What you want now?
Raq: What you know about Unique?
Howard: I was gonna ask you the same.
Raq: As usual. NYPD ain't about shit.

Ignoring me ain't gonna go well for you, Kanan. Promise you that.

Raq