
Chris Lecce: Problem?

Cathy: Christopher, what is it?
Chris: A copy of Grandfather's will. It's 2 months old. It says if it was ever proven Mom had children from her first marriage, even after he's dead, she'd be disinherited.
Cathy: Mother's known all this time that we could never be found.
Chris: She never meant for us to leave that attic.

Thompson: Fred Kreuger is dead. You've always had such a hard time understanding that.
Nancy Thompson: You know what he did. He's doing it again.
Dr. Neil Gordon: She's telling the truth, sir.
Thompson: I don't think we've ever met, friend. This doesn't concern you.
Nancy Thompson: I think we can stop him. Stop him for good this time, but we need to know where his bones were hidden.
Thompson: It was good seeing you again, princess. Next time, don't stay away so long.

Alex Forrest: You're here with a strange girl being a naughty boy.
Dan Gallagher: I don't think having dinner with anybody's a crime.

Donna: So tell me, what do you feel?
Rowdy Abilene: One man's dream is another man's lunch.
Donna: You son of a bitch.

Dr. Steele: When I stack 'em, they stay stacked.

Dennis Meechum: Who fucked it up?
Roberta Gillian: Nobody fucked it up, Mr. Meechum. Just don't expect Hollywood to bail you out.

Dr. Herbert A. Morrison: Would you like a cup of coffee?
Claudia Draper: Not unless there's Thorazine in it.
Dr. Herbert A. Morrison: Sorry, only milk and sugar.
Claudia Draper: Pass.

Peter: Lock the door, and hide the key. Go on. Do as your director says.

Jimmy Garrett: A human pilot would react differently, because a human pilot would know that he's going to die.

Kathleen Riley: I spend all of my day with murders and rapists, and what's really crazy, I like them.

Saunders: It was bought recently, at auction in New York. Lot 1-2-4, the "Lady Rose" a cello by Stradivarius of Cremona. 1724. Sold for $150,000 - to Brad Whitaker.
James Bond: Whitaker? The arms dealer?
Saunders: The same.