
Dean Whiting: In this town, you're innocent until you're investigated.

Jim Braddock: I have to believe that when things are bad I can change them.

Yuri Orlov: I'm a one-man genocide.

Detective Fowler: If this woman's such a God-damned Saint, how did she end up raising four total fuck-ups?
Lt. Green: Miss Evelyn cycled hundreds of kids out of the foster program and into permanent homes. In 30 years she only came across four lost causes. Four delinquents so far gone she couldn't find anyone to take them in. So she did. Trust me, Fowler, these kids are congressmen compared to what they would've been.

Record Company Executive: Your fans are gospel folk, Johnny. They're Christians, and they don't wanna hear you singing to a bunch of murderers and rapists, tryin' to cheer 'em up.
Johnny Cash: Then they ain't Christians.

Nola Rice: Men think I may be something special.
Chris Wilton: Are you?
Nola Rice: No one's ever asked for their money back.

Tobin Keller: You lose somebody, you lose somebody. I don't wanna lose two somebodies.

Father Moore: Once you've looked into the darkness, I think you carry it with you for the rest of your life.

Badawi: You'll die with me.
Mike Rogo: Not today.

Truman Capote: It's as if Perry and I grew up in the same house and one day he stood up and went out the back door while I went out the front.