Geoff: After you start to feel thirsty, you find yourself feeling impatient, maybe even a little sick. And your pulse starts to go up, then there's the headaches, dizziness... when it gets bad, your vision will blur and you'll find it hard to walk and talk. Your tongue swells up, your skin shrivels, you twitch, you go deaf and then you die.
Ginger: If you want a chance in hell at getting your daughter back, you better listen up. Unless of course, you want to stay here, in this loser existence, while your daughter grows up to be the fluffer in her daddy's new videos.
Stanley Jobson: Please pay me the courtesy of not confusing your own childhood with my daughter's.
Odin: Where is my scarf?
Desi: I don't know.
Odin: You lost it?
Desi: No, I just misplaced it.
Odin: Does Michael know where my scarf is?
Desi: What? If you're asking me if I'm cheating on you, get some balls and ask! Michael? You're the only person I've ever been with and you're the only person I want to be with! And if you want to be with me you never talk to me like that again, ever.
Commisar Danilov: Do you know how to shoot?
Vassili Zaitsev: A little.
Ray Coleman: I'm sick of you stalling me, Jack.
Fuller Thomas: Do what I do. Just remind yourself that in a hundred years you're gonna be dead. It's the closest thing I've got to a philosophy.
Evan Funsch: In this universe, you're you. In another, you don't exist. In another, you're married to the same woman. In another, to a different woman. In another, you're married to a man.
Gabriel Law: Hey!
Orin Boyd: Good evening, Commander.
Annette Mulcahy: What are you doing here Boyd?
Orin Boyd: You said you wanted to see me.
Annette Mulcahy: In my office, not here.
Orin Boyd: Yeah, but I'm here now. So let's talk.
Mulcahy's Date: I'm sorry, but we were actually right in the middle.
Orin Boyd: Why don't you take a walk?
The Lizard: I want McElroy kept alive.
Dakota: I don't do alive, I do dead.
Sharon Pogue: Then I realised that it doesn't have to be perfect. I mean, it can be whatever it is.
Dad: You can't make things like that up, son. Killing people is wrong, destroying demons is good. Don't worry, God will send you your own list when you're older.
Nadia: My name is Sophia.
John: Sophia. Hello, Sophia. Mine's still John.
Nadia: Hello, John.
Bertha Mills: Sometimes, the world of the living gets mixed up with the world of the dead.
Tom Bishop: Happy?
Nathan Muir: Seventy-four casualties, an apartment block leveled, one dead terrorist? Yeah, happy.
Tom Bishop: We have some fucked up barometer for success, don't we?
Jerry Black: I made a promise, Eric. You're old enough to remember when that meant something.
Carter: Now gimme a hundred-thousand in chips, and a diet pepsi and some hot wings!
Vincent: What's your name?
Spike: Spike... Spiegel.
Vincent: I'll meet you at the end of this world.
Nathan Conrad: Does she have a new hiding place that I don't know about?
Aggie Conrad: Probably... she's been running around the house like a wild cat all week.
Hoffman: Even if you play by the rules, nothing ever gets solved.
Admiral Reigart: Let's go get our boy back.