Mr. Rate: Would've been a bad job to take, though.
Nick Memphis: How come?
Mr. Rate: Whoever took that shot's probably dead now. That's how conspiracy works. Them boys on the grassy knoll, they were dead within three hours. Buried in the damn desert. Unmarked graves out past Terlingua.
Nick Memphis: And you know this for a fact?
Mr. Rate: Still got the shovel.
Sweeney Todd: [Holding up razor.] At last, my arm is complete again!
Detective James Carter: Freeze, or I'll blow your ass cheeks off.
DS Andy Wainwright: You do know there are more guns in the country than there are in the city.
DS Andy Cartwright: Everyone and their mums is packin' round here!
Nicholas Angel: Like who?
DS Andy Wainwright: Farmers.
Nicholas Angel: Who else?
DS Andy Cartwright: Farmers' mums.
Mr. Brooks: Before I was the Thumb Print Killer, I killed a lot of people, in a lot of different ways.
Charlie Prince: For a one-leg rancher... He's one tough son of a bitch.
Matt Farrell: You just killed a helicopter with a car!
John McClane: I was out of bullets.
Mouna Khalil: This feels like Syria.
Anna: Why are you doing this, why are you helping us?
Nikolai Luzhin: I can't become king if someone else already sits on the throne.
Grace: Stroke a man's dick, you get him for one night. Stroke a man's ego, you get him for life.
Rusty Ryan: Are you all right?
Danny Ocean: Yeah, um, I just bit into a red pepper.
Rusty Ryan: Is that... Are you... Are you watching Oprah?
Robert Graysmith: Paul, are you okay?
Paul Avery: No... but thanks for asking.
Erin Gruwell: Does anyone know Homer's the Odyssey?
Andre: I know Homer the Simpson.
Patrick Kenzie: He lied to me. Now I can't think of one reason big enough for him to lie about that's small enough not to matter.
Walter Lewis: You get that right and I'll feed you paedophiles, dealers, bullies, junkies, scum, cunts, dogs... the lot.
Detective Mercer: How did you... pull it back together after what happened to you?
Erica: You don't.
Detective Mercer: I'm sorry.
Erica: No, no.
Detective Mercer: Jacked-up question, man.
Erica: It's a fair question. You... you become someone else. A stranger.
Annie Newton: Nick, I wanted to do one good thing.
Nick Powell: You did, Annie. You did. You saved me. You saved me.
Sylvia Likens: She sacrificed me to protect her children, and she sacrificed her children to protect herself.
Dakota Moss: So my finger got cut off. But nobody did it. Who's going to believe that? Look at you. You don't even believe it.
Jerrod Pointer: Yeah, I do.
[Dakota scoffs.]
Dakota Moss: That's because I fucked you.