Ava Fontaine: We have enough. You can stop now.

Yuri Orlov: It's not about the money.

Ava Fontaine: What is it about?

Yuri Orlov: I'm good at it.

Yuri Orlov: You can't force someone to fall in love with you but, you can definitely improve your odds.

Ava Fontaine: I don't care if it's legal! It's wrong.

Vitaly Orlov: Yuri... What do you know about guns?

Yuri Orlov: I know which end I'd rather be on.

Yuri Orlov: Why are you so fucked up all the time?

Vitaly Orlov: Because I am.

Yuri Orlov: [after Andre shoots one of his suboordinates]

Yuri Orlov: Why did you do that?

Yuri Orlov: [pauses and then speaks calmly] Now you have to buy it. It's a used gun.

Jack Valentine: Do you know why I do what I do? I mean, there are more prestigeous assignments. Keeping track of nuclear arsenels - you'd thing that more critical to world security. But it's not. No, nine out of ten war victims today are killed with assault rifles and small arms - like yours. Those nuclear weapons sit in their silos. Your AK-47, that's the real weapon of mass destruction.

Yuri Orlov: The primary market was Africa, Eleven major conflicts involving twenty three countries in less than a decade. A gunrunner's wet dream. At the time the West couldn't care less, they had a white war in what was left of Yugoslavia.

Arms Fair Salesman: Sir! Sir, may I interest you in the shoulder fired S-37 surface-to-air missle? It's the old Chinese model. Not so effective against modern military aircraft but deadly if used against a commerical airliner.

Yuri Orlov: Where there's a will, there's a weapon.

Yuri Orlov: Any friend of my brothers' is a... a friend of my brothers'.

Yuri Orlov: I had a flair for languages. But I soon discovered that what talks best is dollars, dinars, drachmas, rubles, rupees and pounds fucking sterling.

Andre Baptiste Jr.: [Vitaly is seen grabbing a grenade from box] What are you doing?

Vitaly Orlov: [his last lines] Something for Yuri.

Jack Valentine: I don't think you fully appreciate the seriousness of your situation.

Yuri Orlov: [pauses,sighs] My family has disowned me... my wife and son have left me... my brother is dead. Trust me, I fully appreciate the seriousness of my situation.

Yuri Orlov: [trying to talk him into being his partner] I've tasted your food, you're no fucking chef. I can eat there for free and I still don't eat there.

Vitaly Orlov: Fuck you.

Vitaly Orlov: You fuck! You fucking fuck! You fuck- you fucking fuck! What the fuck is the matter with you?

Borneo Officer: We're with the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms.

Yuri Orlov: Let me guess... this isn't about the alcohol or tobacco.

Yuri Orlov: I sell guns to every army but the Salvation Army.

Yuri Orlov: Some of the most successful relationships are based on lies and deceit. Since that's where they usually end up anyway, it's a logical place to start.

Yuri Orlov: Luckily we live in a world where suspicion alone does not constitute a crime.