Luther: Waaaarrrrrriiiorsss, come out to pla-i-ay!
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Luther: Waaaarrrrrriiiorsss, come out to pla-i-ay!
Luther: Waaaarrrrrriiiorsss, come out to pla-ay!
Ajax: I'll shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a popsicle.
Swan: This is what we fought all night to get back to?
Rembrandt: Shit! The chicks are packed! The chicks are packed!
Ajax: Maybe you're all just goin' faggot.
Ajax: Since when are you a fuckin' diplomat?
Ajax: Oh, you'll get it. But I like it rough!
Orphan Leader: You see what you get, Warriors? You see what you get when you mess with the Orphans?
Luther: One on one? You're crazy. You're dead, all of you, and you know it. You're dead.
D.J.: Be lookin' good, Warriors. All the way back to Coney. Ya hear me, babies? Good. Re-e-al good. Adios.
Swan: Why don't you just tie a mattress to your back? You don't care where it is, do you?
Orphan: We're gonna rain on you, Warriors!
D.J.: Here's an update, the Turnbull A.C.'s missed their chance, so there's still time for a bit hit. More news later.
Luther: Waaaarrrrrriiiorsss, come out to pla-i-ay!
Ajax: I'll shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a popsicle.
Luther: Waaaarrrrrriiiorsss, come out to pla-ay!
Swan: This is what we fought all night to get back to?
Rembrandt: Shit! The chicks are packed! The chicks are packed!
Ajax: Maybe you're all just goin' faggot.
Ajax: Oh, you'll get it. But I like it rough!
Ajax: Since when are you a fuckin' diplomat?
Orphan Leader: You see what you get, Warriors? You see what you get when you mess with the Orphans?
Swan: Why'd you do it? Why'd you waste Cyrus? Luther: No reason. I just... like doing things like that!
Swan: You recognize them? Fox: Orphans. So far down they're not even on the map. Real low class. Swan: Numbers? Fox: Full strength: maybe 30? Vermin: Thirty. A lot more than eight. Ajax: Not if they're wimps!... and I'm sick of this running crap.
Cowboy: I can't make it. Ajax: Are you sure? Cowboy: Yes, I'm sure... Ajax: Well, good! I'm sick of runnin' from these wimps!
Fox: We're not going to hide who we are just because some whore shakes her ass. Mercy: Don't call me no whore. I ain't no whore!
Gramercy Riff: We got a report from the Bronx. Some small time clique ran into them... The Orphans. Masai: They're not in our network! Gramercy Riff: They rumble anyway. They got wasted.
Cropsey, Rogue Lieutenant: We set? Luther: We're set, alright. Somebody should pick their ass up. The Riffs sent out the word. They want 'em alive. We don't. Cropsey, Rogue Lieutenant: The sooner someone grabs 'em, the better. Luther: What's the matter? Ya afraid the Warriors are gonna shoot their mouths off before they get racked? Cropsey, Rogue Lieutenant: Yeah, right! I'm worried! I just don't want the Riffs on my ass! Luther: No sweat. They're lookin' for the Warriors, remember? Luther: We can do some lookin' too... Oughta make you feel better.
Mercy: Friday nights are good. Saturday nights are better. Swan: I bet you can't even remember who you get on Friday and Saturday night... you probably don't remember what they look like... Mercy: Sometimes I can and sometimes I can't... who gives a damn?
Orphan Leader: They write about our raids in the paper. Fox: Yeah. That's really heavy. The Orphans, right? Yeah, our youth worker, she talks about you guys all the time. Orphan: We ain't got one. Fox: Well, that must be because you guys are so bad, they're afraid of you.
Mercy: Come on. What's wrong? Swan: Let's just get to the next station, O.K.? Mercy: Oh... please, come on... come on. Swan: You know, you're just part of everything that's happening tonight, and it's all bad. Swan: Just go back to wherever it was you came from.
Rembrandt: They think we shot Cyrus. Vermin: What are you talking about? I don't get it. Rembrandt: They think we shot Cyrus. Every gang in the city must be looking for us! Cochise: Holy shit! Rembrandt: We're not gonna be able to make it back!
Swan: If you get separated, make it to the platform at Union Square. That's where we change trains. Ajax: I only got one question. Who named you leader? I got just as much right to take over as you. Fox: It was Cleon's choice, Swan's war chief. Ajax: Well, right about now, Cleon's most likely got a nightstick shoved halfway up his ass!
Luther: There he is! That's him! That's... the Warrior! He shot Cyrus! Cleon: Man, you crazy! I din't do nuthin'! Luther: We saw 'im! Cropsey, Rogue Lieutenant: Yeah, that's him. Luther: He's the one! He's the one! The Warriors did it! Luther: The Warriors did it! The Warriors did it! The Warriors did it!
Fox: We were just at that big meeting up in the Bronx. We're goin' home to Coney. Train gets messed up by the fire and dumps us here. Orphan Leader: I don't know what you're talkin' about, man. How could this be a big meeting if the Orphans wasn't there?
Lizzie Leader: So you're the famous Warriors, the guys that shot Cyrus! Rembrandt: Shit! The chicks are packed! The chicks are packed!
Ajax: One thing we might get out of Cyrus' little get-together, is meeting some strange wool. I wouldn't mind laying a little something down on the way back. Vermin: You got a one-track brain, you know that? Ajax: What's the matter? You going faggot?
D.J.: Be lookin' good, Warriors. All the way back to Coney. Ya hear me, babies? Good. Re-e-al good. Adios.
Luther: One on one? You're crazy. You're dead, all of you, and you know it. You're dead.
