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.
Jack: This isn't Paris. This is hell.
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.
Richie Roberts: This man murdered thousands, and he did it from a penthouse and driving a Lincoln.
Burwell: You've been a bad girl, haven't you Lindsay?
Sugarman: I have seen him this crazy since his mother died.
Benji McGarvie: That's not "crazy," Mr. Sugarman. That's love.
Guy: I was going to tell you everything eventually.
Nazneen Ahmed: We must not run from our fate. What cannot be changed must be borne. The test of life is to endure.
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?