Drover: We're not really used to...
Lady Sarah Ashley: A woman? I suppose you think I should be back in Darwin, at the church fete or a lady's whatever you call it. Well I will have you know, I am as capable as any man.
Drover: Guests. We're not used to guests is what I was about to say, but now that you mention it I happen to quite like the women of the outback.
Adrienne Willis: I know you've only ever known your father and me. And I love Jack, because he is your father. But there's another kind of love, Amanda. One that gives you the courage to be better than you are, not less than you are. One that makes you feel that anything is possible. I want you to know that you could have that. I want you to hold out for it.
Christine Collins: Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.
Mr. Big: I will love you forever, Ever Thine, Ever Mine, Ever Ours.
Michael Carson: Don't be scared, mommy. He just wants to come play with us.
Bloomberg: I got to the third section where I noticed a certain marketable tone, the surly smarter-than-thou asshole tone.
Kate Walker: I think I'm more comfortable with being disappointed. I think I'm angry at you for trying to take that away.
Will: I never told you the happy ending.
Maya: What is it?
Will: You.
Chase Collins: She has more talent, more conviction than anyone else I know.
Elliot Moore: Can this really be happening?
Suit: I'm betting beard.
Ben: What kind of remark is that? People's livelihood are at stake.
Suit: Make a note, a producer with a conscience.
Jake Gallo: By the way, props to you for killing everyone.
Major General Hank Landry: I take it that in your timeline you're not a discredited whackjob living on the fringes of society?
Dr. Daniel Jackson: That really depends on who you ask.
Emma: You can't find something if you don't know what you're looking for.
Tom: Nobody in the world makes me laugh the way you do. You're my best friend. I just wanna be with you.
Juney: I know this is 'An Inconvenient Truth', but it's global warming.
Scott: Every week I ask you, "Please wear appropriate footwear." And every week you insist on wearing those stupid boots.
Poppy: Yeah, sorry about that.
Scott: You know what this is? This is vanity before safety.
Poppy: Oh, right.
Scott: "I'm sorry, Mrs Jones, I'm sorry. Poppy killed your child, but don't worry, she looked really cool in her sexy, seductive boots."
Poppy: Hmm, am I keeping you awake at night?
Scott: No.
Poppy: You sure about that?
Earth President Richard Nixon: If there's one thing Nixon is known for, it's class. Let's cut this turd loose.
Brandon King: Who wants to play lets start shootin' people?