Alex: David, please be rational. Let's go and see Dr. Hirsch.
David: Yeah, be rational. Sure. I'm a fucking werewolf, for Christ's sake.
Ned: You better take me up on this quick. In about 45 minutes, I'm going to give up and go away.
Randall: People who are always right make me sick.
Fidgit: That's why you get along with yourself so well.
Frank: Did it ever occur to you, to try to work for a living? Take down your own scores?
Unnamed Detective: OK, fuck this guy.
Urrizi: I'll tell you something, I'm gonna be on your ass so much, you're gonna get careless. And on that day I'm gonna be in that place.
Frank: And that, is the last place that you wanna be. 'Cause no matter what happens, I will never, ever take a pinch from a greasy motherfucker like you.
Peter Hartman: Oh, for Christ's sake, DaSilva! Come off this cop on the beat mentality! Your wife left you for it! Wasn't that enough.
Cynthia Hawkins: Do you steal the dresses of all singers?
Jules: No, no.
Cynthia Hawkins: So, I'M the lucky one! I have a fan?
Jules: I heard you in Bordeaux. And last year I went to Munich specially for the concert.
Cynthia Hawkins: You made the trip for me?
Jules: Yes, on the moped.
Cynthia Hawkins: On the moped. So, you ARE a real fan.
Donna: Haven't you ever done Assertiveness Training? Before I looked into the Doc, I did it all - EST, T.M., Scientology, iridology, Primal Scream... I don't know, I figure another five years of real hard work, and maybe I'll be a real human being.
Dewey Wilson: They kill to protect family?
Old Indian: In the end, it's all for the hunting ground.
James A. Wells, Assistant U.S. Attorney General: We can't have people go around leaking stuff for their own reasons. It ain't legal. And worse than that, by God it ain't right.
Bud: Amazing Grace, come sit on my face. Don't make me cry, I need your pie.
Vicky: What does the winner get?
Mark: What does the winner want?
Vicky: Guess.
Linda: We're gonna get you. We're gonna get you. Not another peep. Time to go to sleep.
Security Sergeant Montone: Nelson, we're talking about nuclear detonators here. You don't just "lose" them and then "find" them. You lose your comb and then find it, but not detonators. Now I want to know where they were found, and who found them. You get my drift?
Hardin: I got news for you. He's nuts. I mean really fuckin' nuts.
Dave: I've got the munchies.
Denise Dunsmore: Quaaludes and Jack Daniels.
Seth: This is one radical chick.
Don: You're dead.
Eva: And you will be, too. Dead and wet and cold.
Radish: Aha. Shades of Watergate.
The Pilot, Capt. Hank Tucker rcaf: I'm Captain Hank Tucker, rcaf. I've come to bring the fugitive to justice. Where's headquarters?
Sergeant Edgar Millen: Wherever I'm standin'.
Damien Thorn: Nazarene, you have won... nothing.