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.
Shelly Barnes: Just don't ask me to marry you again.
Dr. Jack Gramm: Why not? We're perfect for each other.
Shelly Barnes: Yeah, yeah... except I'm a lesbian and you're a commitment-phobe.
Dr. Jack Gramm: That's why we're perfect.
Dr. Jack Harper: He really did love you, Sam.
Sam Lockwood: He didn't even know me.
Richie Roberts: This man murdered thousands, and he did it from a penthouse and driving a Lincoln.
April Epner: Your wife was seeing someone else?
Frank: Pretty much everyone else. I was too much for her.
April Epner: Your wife? I'm sure she didn't feel that way.
Frank: She told me.
April Epner: What did she say?
Frank: 'You're too much for me.'.
April Epner: Ugh.
Benjamin: We are journalists! We can't do this. It is unethical... and insane.
Simon: It would be a pleasure to personally catch him.
Benjamin: By ourselves. By ourselves. We don't even have any weapons.
Simon: If I gave you a gun, would you know how to use it?
Benjamin: No.
Simon: Then what the fuck are you complaining about?
Duck: I told you. The moment you start drinking that Bosnian brandy, the devil's sitting in the corner, just laughing.
Pathfinder: If you are not strong enough to kill the bear use the bear's strength to kill it.
Aiden: Creeks lead to rivers.
Guy: I was going to tell you everything eventually.
Sugarman: I have seen him this crazy since his mother died.
Benji McGarvie: That's not "crazy," Mr. Sugarman. That's love.
Linda Hanson: Something is seriously fucked up.
Will Stanton: It's so... and ya know, and I'm like... this whole thing's just... arrr, you know.
Merriman Lyon: Is that it?