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.
John Clasky: They should name a gender after you.
John Clasky: Looking at you doesn't do it, staring is the only way that makes sense.
John Clasky: And trying not to blink so you don't miss anything.
John Clasky: And all of that and you're you.
John Clasky: It's just that you are drop dead crazy gorgeous.
John Clasky: So much so, that I'm actually considering looking at you again before we finish up here.
Jin: You and I are just pawns on a chessboard.
Flynn Carsen: She may have been in cahoots with Wilde all along! Cahoots... I've been cahooted.
Delila: There's no place for me with you. You haven't even made room for yourself. You have to separate yourself from that machine.
Mrs. Sedley: I thought her a mere social climber, but now I see she's a mountineer.
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.
Joseph Goebbels: I feel no sympathy. I repeat, I feel no sympathy! The German people chose their fate. That may surprise some people. Don't fool yourself. We didn't force the German people. They gave us a mandate, and now their little throats are being cut.
Julia Lambert: Michael and I live separate lives. That's why we're so happy... more or less.
Bobby Long: It's all right, I can walk to the curb from here. Get me a beer.
Ray: This place is full of fake tits and real assholes.
Anna Foster: Ben. Can you ever just say what you really feel?
Ben Calder: Okay, all right! Because I'm jealous as hell. Because I'd hate to see you with Gus Gus. I'd hate to see you with any other man. Because not only did I adore kissing you in Venice, but also because I'm so un-bloody-hinged just being near you.
Rochester: I shall never forgive you for teaching me how to love life.
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.
Javier Suarez: It's like dancing with my mother's ironing board.
Francesca: You look like a slut. I like it.
Uncle Max: I flinched, when I should have scurried.