Professor McGonagall: Professor Moody! What are you doing?
Professor 'Mad-Eye' Moody: Teaching.
Professor McGonagall: Is... Is that a student?
Professor 'Mad-Eye' Moody: Technically it's a ferret.
Violet Devereaux: Child, I believe you broke my legs.
Guard: Talk. Talk, speak.
Paxton: What the fuck do you want me to say?
Guard: American.
Katherine: It's not unusual for a child to create an imaginary friend.
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.
Henry Letham: Do you know the Tristan Rêveur quote about bad art? It's "bad art is more tragically beautiful than good art 'cause it documents human failure."
Jake Green: The greatest enemy will hide in the last place you would ever look.
Winnie the Pooh: The heffalump ate my honey. Well actually, I did, but it made me do it.
Red: What big ears you have.
The Wolf: All the better to hear your many criticisms.
George: Houses don't kill people. People kill people.
The Kid: So, as just a guy who gave another guy a sandwich, you have, like, any philosophical tips or anything, for a guy on a-kind of - road trip?
Don Johnston: You asking me?
The Kid: Yeah.
Don Johnston: Well, the past is gone, I know that. The future, isn't here yet, whatever it's going to be. So, all there is, is, is this. The present. That's it.
The Kid: Are you a Buddhist?
Lanny Morris: Having to be a nice guy is the toughest job in the world when you're not.
Fred Jones: All right, gang, this is it. When the going gets tough, what do we do?
Shaggy: Bury our heads in the sand?
Georges Laurent: Isn't it lonely, if you can't go out?
Georges' Mom: Why? Are you less lonely because you can sit in the garden? Do you feel less lonely in the metro than at home? Well then! Anyway, I have my family friend... with remote control. Whenever they annoy me, I just shut them up.
Tim: When you're afraid, close your eyes and count to five. Sometimes it works for me.
Franny Roberts: What happens when you get to six?