Reporter: Conners, can we have a few words?
Quentin Conners: Yeah, I have two words for you. Blow me.
Aidan Keller: Mommy, I love you.
Rachel Keller: I love you too, honey, but you're not my son.
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.
Julian Noble: I'm as serious as an erection problem.
Lanny Morris: Having to be a nice guy is the toughest job in the world when you're not.
Alexsie Kutchinov: We have a saying in my country - don't blame the baker, when the butcher bakes the bread.
John Tuliver: What the hell does that mean?
Alexsie Kutchinov: It means you're fucked.
Susie Tomlinson: It's almost like she didn't die. Two days ago I get a call from my father, and then you show up?
Jonathan Rivers: I don't understand. I've been getting messages from your grandmother for a week now.
Susie Tomlinson: No, that's not possible, she just passed away two days ago.
David Owens: Just because I have a dead, Mexican hooker in my room doesn't mean I went to Mexico.
Aidan Keller: She came looking for me. That means she loves me.
Pinhead: When you attempted to live beyond death, you entered into my domain.
Winter: Oh my God.
Pinhead: You should be very careful what you wish for. It just might come true.
Jake Roenick: Don't miss, Bishop.
Marion Bishop: Run fast, Sergeant.
The Penguin: Agh! Dead guys don't do that.
Dracula: Not dead... UN-dead.
The Penguin: I think I need to UN-wet my pants.
Æon Flux: You cloned her.
Trevor Goodchild: I cloned everybody.
Young Boy: What's the matter, mister? You have a nightmare?
Edward Carnby: Yeah. I was sitting... alone in the dark... hearing noises.
Young Boy: My mommy says that there is nothing to be afraid of in the dark.
Edward Carnby: Your mother's wrong, kid. Being afraid of the dark is what keeps most of us alive.
Sonia Rand: I don't have time for stupid idiots.
Travis Ryer: Well, why don't you make some time. How about we stop with the insults, because it is starting to get on my nerves.
Sonia Rand: You think I devoted my career to designing an amusement park ride for rich men to compensate for their little willies by shooting prehistoric animals, is that what you really think?
Travis Ryer: No, what I think is that if you were a guy, someone would have probably knocked you on your ass a long time ago.
Kevin Kelly: Put it back.
Mars Krupcheck: Claustrophobic?
Kevin Kelly: Try fuckedaphobic.
Walter Abrams: I will match my dysfunctional childhood and Tony's against yours, any day of the week.
Walter Abrams: My father, five foot, arms like this... he had a cock like a Hebrew National.
Walter Abrams: I even looked at him the wrong way... he smacked across the room like Jake LaMotta.
Walter Abrams: By the time I was five, he yelled at me so much, I thought my name was Asshole.
