Frank Martin: Do I look like a man who came half-way across Europe to die on a bridge?
Nick: If anyone is getting raped in that van, it'll be a guy.
Cultist: Hey, Bat, when you're flying, what the city look like from up on high?
Batman: It looks dirty.
Scott Percival: The door closed behind me.
Bridget Cardigan: We'll think outside the box.
Don Cardigan: Well that's good because we're selling the box and moving into a smaller box.
Scott Bartlett: So are we really going to like do it?
Adrianna Bragg: Do you really think we should talk about it?
Jonathan Carnahan: I hate mummies. They never play fair.
Molly Johnson: All the world's great civilizations have followed the same path. From bondage to liberty, from liberty to abundance, from abundance to complacency, from complacency to apathy, from apathy back to bondage. If we are to be the exception to history, then we must break the cycle, for those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it.
Ray Embrey: People don't like you, Hancock.
Hancock: Do I look like I care what people think?
Lina Mayfleet: Lizzie! Where'd you get that food?
Lizzie Bisco: All right. I got it from my boyfriend.
Lina Mayfleet: You don't have a boyfriend.
Lizzie Bisco: It's not official, but there's this guy who really likes me. He explores the storerooms, especially the ones on the edges. They're marked empty in the ledger, but they're not all empty. I'll give you a bite if you promise not to tell.
Hazel: I'm okay.
Caden Cotard: I don't want you to be okay.
Delaney: What? Han Solo ain't never had no sex with Princess Leia in the Star War!