Walt Wagner: Maybe you should go back to your shrink... Discuss it.
Hobie: He just recommended Prozac. I think he has stock in the company, honestly.
Ernesto Guevara de la Serna: Are you talking to the motorcycle again?
Ray Charles: I love the stories. You know, about fallin' in love, and having love knock you around, and then the pressures of the world on you so tough it makes you feel small. You just want to give your soul to God. You might as well, your ass belongs to him.
Samantha Mackenzie: I'm the devil, See?
Piper: Ever see a 50-foot shark?
Thomas Mackelway: I'm sorry?
Piper: A 50-foot shark. You ever seen one?
Thomas Mackelway: No.
Piper: Doesn't mean there aren't any.
Deli Man: How's the holidays?
Tom Valco: Considering I got a pain in my ass about six feet tall in my house, all right.
Matt: There was only a week before her flight home. She was like a tourist on holiday in London. She bought souvenirs and Christmas presents. She was happy to be leaving.
Lizzie: Frankie wasn't born deaf. It was a present from his daddy.
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.
Carla: Girlfriends, big or small, thin or fat, worship that body, it's the only one you've got.
Bobby Darin: You're gonna be easy to love.
Alice Glover: Do something for me?
Bobby Morrow: Anything.
Alice Glover: Hold me. Just hold me.
Bobby Morrow: OK.
Alice Glover: Tighter. Don't be gentle with me. Squeeze me harder. Harder! Make me feel like you're breaking my ribs.