
Roland Tembo: The Rex just fed, so he won't be hunting for a while.
Ian Malcolm: Just fed? I assume you're talking about Eddie? You might show a little more respect, the man saved our lives by giving his.
Roland Tembo: Then his problems are over. My point is, predators don't hunt when they're not hungry.
Nick Van Owen: Yeah, only humans do.
Roland Tembo: Oh, you're breaking my heart. Come on! Saddle up, let's get this moveable feast under way!

Paul Serone: They strike, wrap around you. Hold you tighter than your true love. And you get the privilege, of hearing your bones break before the power of embrace causes your veins to explode.

Djinn: My patience wears thin.
Alexandra Amberson: What are you going to do, kill me? Where's your third wish then?
Djinn: I don't need you dead, Alexandra. I just need you to wish you were.

Andy McDermott: Great. Come to Paris and check out les drains.

Zack: Relax, mister. I've seen worse faces at the coroner's.
Spawn: Thanks, kid. That makes me feel much better.

Susan Tyler: When I increased the Judas' metabolism, I must have sped up its breeding cycle. I mean, we're talking tens, hundreds of thousands of generations, who knows how many mutations.
Peter Mann: I don't get it, I just don't fucking get this. How could the Judas evolve into this?
Susan Tyler: Think generations, not years, okay. It took only 40,000 generations for apes to turn into humans.
Peter Mann: So?
Susan Tyler: We changed its DNA, Peter! I mean, we don't know what we did.

Claudia Hoffman: You can see, and you can hear, but from inside the tomb of your mind. No breath will escape your lips, no tears your eyes. To the world, you are dead. And soon, even your precious father will forget... you were ever alive. But you, my dear, you will have all eternity... to remember.

Katherine: Oh my god.
Martin Bells: This just doesn't happen! This is not happening! Cray, why are you doing this? What the hell are you doing?
Inspector Thomas Cray: Stop asking for the "how" and "why" Martin.

Mima Kirigoe: What? This isn't true! I didn't write this.
Mima's Ghost: Of course you didn't. The real Mima is writing this.

Richard Dees: Never believe what you publish, and never publish what you believe.

Chris 'Q' Todd: One word: forget it.