Lucas: Your other weakness is ME.
Mrs. Peatree: Are you kidding me? We conduct a nationwide manhunt for you and you're boning the suspect? Did you think this was a joke?"Let's divert federal resources and man hours so I can have my collegiate lesbian fling in style."
Amy: I was doing research.
Mrs. Peatree: I'll bet.
Alan Tracy: Hey, Dad. That stuff the Hood said, about you leaving him to die. He was lying, right?
Jeff Tracy: No. See, you can't save everyone, Alan. It doesn't matter how hard you try or how brave you are. It doesn't even matter if it's someone you love, someone you'd give your life in a second to save. You just can't save everyone.
Alan Tracy: What was Mom like?
Jeff Tracy: She was a lot like you.
Jin: You and I are just pawns on a chessboard.
Rex Harper: Hey. I'll be out in a week. Just another great story for Rex Harper.
Detective Burton: Yeah, in a week you'll be somebody's wife. Let's go.
Hiram Gummer: I feel I've not been privy to critical, most needful information.
Brian Chavez: I'm gonna miss the heat.
Don Billingsley: I'm gonna miss the lights.
Brian Chavez: Yeah, me too. Stay low boys, keep those feet moving.
Don Billingsley: Hey Chavez! Be perfect.
Brian Chavez: You be perfect.
Don Billingsley: See you Mike.
Ray: This place is full of fake tits and real assholes.
Flynn Carsen: She may have been in cahoots with Wilde all along! Cahoots... I've been cahooted.
Recruiting Sergeant: Beautiful baby, Ma'am.
Pvt. Lei Sahara: Thank you, Sergeant.
Recruiting Sergeant: Trooper likes me, huh?.. Hurry up spud, we need fresh meat for the grinder.
Damien: You really think the government would kill two million people just for having a few problems?
Leïto: Six million died for not having blonde hair and blue eyes.
Tom: So, let's step on the gas and kick some... butt.
Alexa 'Lex' Woods: How do you say "scared shitless" in Italian?
Sebastian de Rosa: Non vedo l'ora di uscire da questo piramide con te, perché mi sto cagando addosso. More or less.
Lenny Richter: Why does it always have to be the 12th floor? Why can't they be on the 4th?
Scorpius: Crichton, you possess it, don't you?
John Crichton: Don't touch me.
Scorpius: The secret to victory, the violent path to peace.
Togusa: How great is the sum of thy thoughts? If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand.
Bateau: Psalms 139, Old Testament. The way you spout these spontaneous exotic references, I'd say your own external memory's pretty twisted.