Captain Mack: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have reached our cruising altitude of 33 thousand feet... 33 thousand feet? Oh shit, man! We fuckin' higher than Redman at the Source Awards.
Chabert: Action. Reaction.
Linda Porter: Cole's not like you. He creates, you destroy and as you can see you're a failure even at that.
Simon Fletcher: And Nina?
Aunt Nina: Yes?
Simon Fletcher: Don't corrupt my baby. She's too much like you already.
Aunt Nina: Don't worry, Simon. I'll have her tattooed, with blue hair and married to a rapper in no time. Nighty-night.
Paulina: But we began training too hard, pushing each other, expecting too much. Well, we didn't win. Not even close. I came back without my trophy or my partner.
Lars Ulrich: That's a shit sandwich.
Bobby Darin: You're gonna be easy to love.
Ray Charles: You told me to find my own voice.
Jordan Cahill: You can't blame the location, you can only blame yourself. The suburbs are just a state of mind.
Matt: The Antarctic 13,800.000 km2 square Km's of ICE. A continent of ICE. A place where no man had ever been until its 20th century.
Mr. Rad: Get yo' head up. You lost the money, it's gone. But, you can't lay around in yo' misery too long. Do not walk outta' this place and start to second guess yo' talent. You got yo' ass whooped tonight. But, I done seen y'all whoop a many a ass, right in the same place. Now, you lost. Lemme tell you somethin' my father told me, is: "If it don't kill you, it makes you stronger." Remember that.