Marlee: Anybody can be gotten to.
Eun-ju: Do you know what's really scary? You want to forget something. Totally wipe it off your mind. But you never can. It can't go away, you see. And... and it follows you around like a ghost.
Ernestine: People are just getting dumber, but more opinionated.
Ellis 'Zee' Pettigrew: Those Africans are my people too. For all the years that we have been told to stand down and stand by, you doin' the right thing.
Lt. A.K. Waters: For our sins.
Ellis 'Zee' Pettigrew: Hooyah.
Lt. A.K. Waters: Hooyah.
Terry Sheridan: You can break my wrist, but I'm still gonna kiss you.
Woo-jin Lee: Dae-su Oh talks too much.
Le tueur: You drive a woman crazy. You little slut.
James Clayton: All I know about the CIA is that they're a bunch of fat, old white guys who fell asleep when we needed them most.
Ron Launius: What the fuck am I going to do with a microwave?
John Holmes: You can heat food with it.
Ron Launius: The only thing I want to heat up right now is some dope.
Jerry Lynch: You just don't have the requisite Celtic soul, man.
Charles Townsend: Bosley, I hope the Angels aren't being too rough on you.
Bosley: Man, please. I date fat women. What you talkin' 'bout?
Sarah Morton: Awards are like hemorrhoids. Sooner or later every asshole gets one.
Dr. Rothberg: But if you don't come back to the hospital, you're condemning yourself to a terrible death. Your heart won't work anymore. You'll die, asphyxiated. It's an awful death, Paul. You can't imagine it. At least here we can help you to.
Paul Rivers: You can help me die better. That's what you're saying. You can help me die better. Well, I'm not gonna do that, okay? I'd rather die outside.
Thomas Garrett: Oh, women. Can't live with 'em. Can't live with 'em.
Detective Malloy: Some women give terrible blowjobs. No rhythm at all. No sense of cock whatsoever.
Michael Corvin: I want to stay with you.
Clear Rivers: Look, we drove a long way to get here, so if you happen to know how to stop Death, it would be really great if you told us.
William Bludworth: You can't cheat Death. There are no escapes.
Clear Rivers: Bullshit! You told me Death has a distinct design. But Alex and I cheated Death, not once but dozens of times. The design is flawed, it can be beaten.
William Bludworth: Such fire in you now. People are always most alive just before they die. Don't you think?