James Remar credited as playing...
Ajax
- [after arriving to help take down a rival gang]
- Ajax: [to Cochise and Vermin] So. I heard you ladies needed help wasting a cripple.
- Cleon: Fox, you want a vest? You gotta earn it?
- Fox: What am I doing? I'm ready!
- Vermin: Giving this toothpick a vest? Cleon, this dude's a punching bag, not a Warrior!
- Cleon: We got a score the settle with the Savage Huns and I wanna hit 'em where it hurts: Their pockets. If you make it, then obviously you're a Warrior.
- Ajax: If not, you're obviously a faggot.
- Fox: Hey, I said I can handle it!
- Vermin: I've seen chicks with more muscle!
- Ajax: Hey, maybe he does need some muscle to help him out.
- [Hits Vermin on the shoulder]
- Ajax: We should send chubby here to babysit.
- Vermin: Hey!
- Cleon: Ajax, you know, that ain't a bad idea! Soldier up, Vermin. And, uh, I almost forgot... You gotta wear these.
- [Hands Fox and Vermin a pair of t-shirts that say "Fuck U Huns!"]
- Vermin: Oh, man!
- Vermin: [the Warriors have gotten on the train and escaped the Turnbull AC's] Those were some desperate dudes!
- Cowboy: Yeah, so was we!
- Cochise: Well, we've made it and in an hour, it's C.I.! the big Coney!
- Ajax: Yeah, gimmie that fist, buddy!
- Swan: When we get there, that's when we've made it.
- Cochise: Well, hey, no sweat, War Chief.
- Vermin: Hey, forget about it. What's the difference? We're home free!
- Chatterbox: HI-HATS! IT'S SHOWTIME! My p-p-poor Warriors, It's been fun for us Hi-Hats!
- Ajax: Hey, why don't you just shut the f-f-fuck up so we can finish this thing?
- Chatterbox: Oh, we're g-g-gonna f-f-finish it! We're g-gonna finish you f-f-forever! Crackerjack! Hi-Hats! Murder these sons of bitches!
- Swan: Everybody make it?
- Fox: Just Cleon's missing.
- Swan: [to Rembrandt] Make sure we're okay.
- [Rembrandt climbs up a tall gravestone to scout for a train]
- Swan: Did you see him get busted?
- Cochise: I seen him, then he wasn't there no more! I was haulin' ass!
- Cowboy: Okay, so what are we gonna do now?
- Swan: We're going back. If this truce is off, anything could hit us between here and that train. If you get seperated, make it back to the platform at Union Square.
- Ajax: I only got one question. Who named you leader?
- Fox: It was Cleon's choice. Swan's War Chief.
- Ajax: Yeah? Well, right about now, Cleon's most likely got a nightstick shoved halfway up his ass.
- Swan: Maybe we outta talk about this later, huh?
- Ajax: What's wrong with right now? I wanna be Warlord.
- Swan: Make your move.
- Cowboy: Hey, Ajax, lighten up!
- Vermin: Big boy, Swan's War Chief.
- Cochise: We'd better stick together.
- Rembrandt: Hey guys! Train's right over there! Come on, let's go!
- Swan: Let's move! Rembrandt, mark the spot.
- Ajax: Fuck!
- Rembrandt: [Sprays a "W" on a neaby gravestone, then notices the Warriors are walking away] Hey guys, wait for me!
- Ajax: [at the Warriors' West Coney Hangout, to Cleon] ... Those Destroyer wimps had it coming. I wish you would've let me finish 'em... I bet those chicken-s***s won't even bother coming back... If we don't start getting out there and wrecking more heads, Virgil's gonna think we're all a bunch of wimps.
- Ajax: [from "Quick Rumble"] You wanna f*** with the Warriors? Come on...! Come here. Fight me...! You ain't ready for me...! What are you, a frigging wimp...? I'm gonna tear you a new a**hole, you pussy...! Are you kidding me? This will be a joke...! Come on, hotshot. Let's f***ing dance...! Hey, retard. I'm gonna pound the living s*** outta you!
- Cochise: Woo! Nowhere to run, Sanchez!
- Ajax: Enough of your shit, where's our MONEY?
- Sanchez: Here man, take it.
- Ajax: You're short!
- Sanchez: Come on, man, I'll get you the rest I swear, okay? You know I'm good for it, right? Come on man, I just got out of the joint, man!
- Ajax: Boo!
- [Scares Sanchez off the roof]
- Sanchez: aaaAAAAAHHHH!
- Ajax: Fuckin' right man! You see that little wimp fly?
- Cochise: Like air man, like air!