Darby Reese: Beau-Beau, she's a mother, not a moron.
Freddie Tiffany: Man, you really are from the projects. You didn't hit a damn thing.
Casares: Stay by my side as my light grows dim /as my blood slows down and my nerves shatter with stabbing pain / as my heart grows weak / and the wheels of my being turn slowly / Stay by my side /as my fragile body is racked by pain /which verges on truth / and manic time continues scattering dust / and furious life bursts out in flames. Stay by my side / as I fade / so you can point to the end of my struggle /and the twilight of eternal days / at the low, dark edge of life.
Feki: It is enough I remember you offered it to me.
Jack: I thought I was disconnected from everything, for a long time I'd been leading an unstable, risky life. I'd hung out with all sorts of people, nothing could shock me anymore. I was not impressed by the unexpected, I'd always been able to handle it. That night however, when I saw Claire again, I just fell to pieces. I thought I'd managed to forget her, I'd overcome the pain and remorse which made me want to see her again.
Bob: What do you play?
Romulus Ledbetter: My skull.
Cyrus: Apparently, stubbornness is an ingrained family trait.
Rudy Cafmeyer: It beats a messiah complex any day.
Tom Jericho: Puck and Claire were having an af.
Wigram: Were seeing each other, as you like to put it. Seeing each other's brains out.
Big John Harrigan: And if I was a spy, what would you think of me then?
Howie: Well, I'd think that you are just like James Bond except James Bond doesn't go around blowing boys.
Count Thibault: You are more than a rose. You are love's own flower.
Ed: Teeter Totter Teeter Totter.
Hercule Poirot: She is an elderly lady. She has more strength in her will as in her arm.
Phil Allen: A beauty is that, Shelley. A beauty.
Steve Meyers: What do you think of a moral victory?
Anna Redmond: A moral victory sounds good.
Burt: A lifetime of preparation, and I end up a refugee?
Faye: You're gonna take the entire world down with you... but why? That's insane.
Vincent: You think so? Is there an indelible line dividing sanity from insanity... Or do they change, one into the other at the slightest change of events? We'll find out soon enough. If the world itself is insane.
Roxana: And remember, turn on the headlights.