“Bloody Mike Tyson'd have trouble with you.”

“If you have a gun, unload it. (Mike)Why? (Nick)Because if you don’t, you’re going to shoot this asshole which will only piss him off more. (Mike)”

“The One.” Mike declared and Merry’s brows shot up.“The One?” Merry asked.“The One.” Mike confirmed. “In a weekend?” Merry asked.“In a weekend,” Mike confirmed.“No shit?” Merry whispered.“Absolutely no fuckin’ shit,” Mike answered.Merry whistled. Then he smiled. Then he repeated, “Good for you, man.”“Oh yeah,” Mike muttered.”

“Jim, would you rather have your porn name be Hugh G. Rection or Mike Unstinks?”

“He knew everything about big Mike Ainsel in this moment, and he liked Mike Ainsel. Mike Ainsel had none of the problems that Shadow had. Ainsel had never been married. Mike Ainsel had never been interrogated on a freight train by Mr. Wood an Mr. Stone. Televisions did not speak to Mike Ainsel (You want to see Lucy's tits? asked a voice in his head).”

“If you are having trouble with someone,you may be having more trouble with yourself.”