Margo Masse: Do yourself a favor and don't think so much. It gives you premature wrinkles.
Frollo: Captain Phoebus, arrest her.
Jan Nyman: Love is a mighty power, isn't it?
Luvven Coddle: I sense a - a yearning in you - a - a searching - almost - as if you're lost. You've been lost for a long, long time. Am I right?.. You found Jesus, Al.
Al Fountain: Why? Is he missing?
Nicole: Come on, she's not a murderer. She's an ex-nun, for Christ's sake.
Voguel: I remember them. They disappeared overnight like dial phones.
James Ballard: You had sex with all those men in cars? Only in cars?
Helen Remington: Yes. I didn't plan it that way.
James Ballard: Did you fantasize that Vaughan was photographing all these sex acts as though they were traffic accidents?
Helen Remington: Yes. They felt like traffic accidents.
Rem: Snipa on palm tree.
Rocky: Tell Anthony I love him.
Freddie: I dream of being in a Las Vegas hotel where all of the towels smell like Downy Fabric Softener.
Spyro: Haven't seen you in a while Bobby, where you been?
Bobby: I've been around, you know me I'm Alway's taking care of business.
Damien: Bobby explain something to me, how the fuck can you miss hitting a man in the head At Point Blank Range.
Bobby: I thought I hit him.
Lucy: Why are you crying?
Osvaldo Donati: Because I want to kiss you.
Marie: You don't go to work every day. You go to a bar every day.
Det. Stone: Any time you need me, give me a call. It's Stone, as in Sharon.
Julia Biggs: Your mother would always tell me, "Girl, you need to get some meat on those bones. Henry ain't got nothing to grab on to back there!"
Rev. Henry Biggs: She just wanted you to eat, that's all.
Julia Biggs: No, she probably wanted me to be as fat as her.
Rev. Henry Biggs: She wasn't that fat.
Julia Biggs: Please, if a policeman saw your mama come walking down the street, he'd yell, "break it up!"
Ernest Hemingway: You love me, you just don't know it yet.
Mr. Preston: What else don't I know?
Marty Preston: What?
Mr. Preston: You hidin' Judd's dog and never lettin' on. What else you keepin' from me?
Marty Preston: Nothin', Dad.
Mr. Preston: Well how do I know that's not another lie?
Marty Preston: 'Cause it's not.
Mr. Preston: Oh yeah, well your sayin' so don't make it true, not now. And that's the problem with lyin'.
Dosmo Pizzo: How did you find me?
Lee Woods: In the phone book under Washout.
Jay Leno: I may look stupid, but I'm Italian. I know how to find information.