Edgar Alabaster: I don't like your attitude, sir. I've never liked it. I believe that you sneer in your heart.
Rumbo: Hey. Hey! What's going on?
Young Fluke: I guess I was dreaming.
Rumbo: You were what?
Young Fluke: Uh, dreaming. I was seeing pictures inside my head.
Rumbo: Pictures ain't got no business being inside your head. Next time you just growl and chase 'em away.
Young Fluke: Rumbo, have you always been a dog?
Rumbo: What you talkin' about? What else could I have been?
Young Fluke: I don't know. A human.
Rumbo: A two-legger? Me?
Richard III: Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this sun of York.
Luke: It's 1909 and you're alone with a young artist named Adolph. Do you kill him?
David: Revolutions are contagious.
Leo: Par, par, bogey, bogey, par, par.
Auggie Wren: If you can't share your secrets with your friends then what kind of friend are you?
Paul Benjamin: Exactly... life just wouldn't be worth living.
Bruno Parker: I never saw anything funny that didn't cause pain.
Darius: Just think of aids as the guest that won't leave, the one we all hate. But you have to remember: Hey! It's still our party.
Bess Truman: I think like Harry - if you want a friend in Washington, get a dog.
Carl Panzram: Come on, you hoosier bastard. I could hang ten men in the time it's taking you to hang one.
Mieko Takeda: Nothing can stop them from finding and killing you.
Racine: So how did they screw up and leave me alive?
Mieko Takeda: Even monkeys fall out of trees.
Celine: I believe if there's any kind of God it wouldn't be in any of us, not you or me but just this little space in between. If there's any kind of magic in this world it must be in the attempt of understanding someone sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt.
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.
Chad: What did you call me?
Nick: You heard me. I called you a "Hostess Twinkie motherfucker," motherfucker.
Helen Hudson: He really wants us to think what he's doing is art.
Lieutenant Max Hoover: See, that's federal property. This isn't. This is L.A. This is my town. Out here you're a trespasser. Out here I can pick you up, burn your house, fuck your wife, and kill your dog. And the only thing that'll protect you is if I can't find you. And I already found you.
Jack Foley: You really know who you are, don't you?
Bernadette 'Benny' Hogan: Well, yes, of course I do.
King Arthur: This is the heart of Camelot, not these stones, not these timbers, these palaces and towers. Burn them all and Camelot lives on, because it lives in us. Camelot is a belief that we hold in our hearts.
