Capt. T.C. Doyle: Does anybody else here know how to work an elephant?
Harvey (H.A.) Ashford: I was in love with a fat woman once, but she never listened to me.
Hallmark: Have you had any contact with the aggressors?
Darren McCord: I killed two. Is that contact?
Puppet Master: We have been subordinate to our limitations until now. The time has come to cast aside these bonds and to elevate our consciousness to a higher plane. It is time to become a part of all things.
Rico: Why did you judge me? Why did you judge me?
Judge Dredd: You killed innocent people.
Rico: A means to an end.
Judge Dredd: You started a massacre.
Rico: I caused a revolution.
Judge Dredd: You betrayed THE LAW.
Rico: Lawwwww.
Cage: While you're at it, why don't you call my agent?
Blade: Do I look like your secretary?
Paul Armstrong: Why is every fucking thing the real world except teaching?
Trina Gavin: People who commit these acts are in many ways, no different from you and me. But, they are no longer able to control their urges. They disassociate themselves from their own actions also experiencing an hysterical blindness. They're blind to the darkness within themselves.
Gunn: They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old. Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn them. By the going down of the sun and in the morning, we will remember them, lest we forget.
Russell Bennett: Evolver, initiate sequence shutdown! Phoenix 8! Delete! Delete.
Evolver: Delete this.
Archibald Cunningham: Think of yourself a scabbard, Mistress McGregor, and I the sword. And a fine fit you were, too.
Mary: I will think on you dead, until my husband makes you so. And then I will think on you no more.
Dominic: Tiny? The guy... this Peter. Peter is it, yeah? Peter. This guy, Peter. If he even moves, put a hole in the back of his bald head.
Pete: Jack, you better hope he kills me.
Lenny Nero: Are we still friends?
Mace: I don't know Lenny. You see, friendship is more than one person constantly doing favors for another.
Danny: MY cushion.
Max Kirkpatrick: Please, Rita. Just cut me a little slack on space, OK.
Rita: No, no, no! You have run out of slacks, Max! No more slacks for you.
Donald Patterson: Did I say that? I didn't say that! All I said was... bad things tend to happen around you two. Some money got lost and I think you two can help me find it.
Charlie: How so?
Donald Patterson: You look for it.
Doctor: Chow time, Doc.
Dr. Alfred Hathaway: So, what are we having this evening? Lobster florentine. Beef wellington. Perhaps grilled ahi on a bed of Belgian endive.
Doctor: No, your old favorite, Doc.
Dr. Alfred Hathaway: I hate meat loaf.
Clyde Reilly: Sheila?
SID 6.7: No. I'm Oedipus.