Movie Quotes

Frankie Dunn: Well, maybe…someone ought to count to ten.

Maggie: You’re gonna leave me again?
Frankie: Never.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: If there’s magic in boxing, it’s the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached retinas. It’s the magic of risking everything for a dream that nobody sees but you.

Frankie Dunn: You forgot the rule. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Keep my left up?
Frankie Dunn: Is to protect yourself at all times. Now, what is the rule?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Protect myself at all times.
Frankie Dunn: Good. Good.

Danger Barch: Oh, look, I’m Shawrelle! I’m humping the canvas!

Frankie: Father, that was a great sermon… made me weep.
Father Horvak: What’s confusing you this week?
Frankie: Oh, it’s the same old, ‘one God-three God’ thing.
Father Horvak: Frankie, most people figure out by kindergarten that it’s about faith.
Frankie: Is it sort of like Snap Crackle and Pop, all rolled into one big box?

Ref #1: Is this your fighter?
Frankie Dunn: This is my fighter.

Frankie: How many eyes do you need to finish this fight?
Maggie: One’s enough.

Maggie: I’ve got nobody but you, Frankie.
Frankie: Then you’ve got me.

Maggie Fitzgerald: I had what I wanted.. I had it all ..

Eddie Dupris: There is magic in fighting battles beyond endurance.

Danger Barch: Anyone can lose one fight.

Maggie Fitzgerald: They took my leg, boss.
Frankie Dunn: It’s gonna be allright, you hear?
Maggie Fitzgerald: I always hear your voice, boss.

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: [about Maggie's decision to go by air and back by car] She made her return trip by ambulance.

Maggie Fitzgerald: [first meeting] Mr. Dunn?
Frankie Dunn: Hmm. I owe you money?
Maggie Fitzgerald: No sir.
Frankie Dunn: I know your mama?
Maggie Fitzgerald: Don’t rightly know, sir.
Frankie Dunn: Then what is it you want?

Eddie Scrap-Iron Dupris: Seems there are Irish people everywhere, or people who want to be.

Frankie Dunn: [to Maggie] All right. I’m gonna disconnect your air machine, then you’re gonna go to sleep. Then I’ll give you a shot, and you’ll… stay asleep. Mo cuishle means “My darling, my blood.”