Gene Kranz: I don't care about what anything was *designed* to do. I care about what it *can* do.
Nicky Santoro: We're supposed to be robbin' this place, you dumb fuckin' Hebe.
Ratcliffe: Shoot! [As Thomas runs by, he trips and accidentally fires his gun, almost hitting Ratcliffe in between the legs.] Them, you idiot!
Katharine: Every man on earth has his leaving step. If my husband had been a small man, he would not have been able to leave me. But he was a large man, and stepped over me as I slept, one great stride.