Ray Embrey: People don't like you, Hancock.
Hancock: Do I look like I care what people think?
Arthur Seldom: Any formulation is valid in the series because we can always find a rule that justifies it.
Michael Carson: Don't be scared, mommy. He just wants to come play with us.
Detective Eric Box: Hi, I'm Detective Box.
Arthur James Elmer: Unusual name.
Detective Eric Box: Well, it wasn't up to me.
Nina Metro: She's really sick. She needs to see a doctor, but she's so stubborn we can't talk her into it.
Graham Sloan: Well, where's her dad?
Nina Metro: He's on location in Italy.
Graham Sloan: That's an answer?
Nina Metro: She needs help, Graham.
Graham Sloan: Why do you think I can help her?
Nina Metro: Well, aren't you the one that loves her?
Graham Sloan: What's that gonna fix? Is that gonna help her?
Grinko: In Russia, we have expression. "With lies, you may go ahead in the world, but you may never go back." Do you understand this, Jessie?
Rizza: You know the one thing you've got going for you, Frank? You're too old to die young.
Sydney Wells: See, I have a connection with your daughter.
Rosa Martinez: Dios mio. You have her eyes.
Frank Tramell: You have a choice.
Jack Bauer: I don't have a choice, you son of a bitch.
Dale Denton: Yeah but if you do bad stuff you're going to come back as something bad like a slug or an anal bead. But if you do something heroic then you'll come back as like an eagle or a dragon, or Jude Law. Now which would you rather be?
Red: The anal bead wouldn't be bad. I mean I guess it would depend on whose anal bead it was.
Dale Denton: It's *my* anal bead.
Roy Clayton: Do you think Samir believes it's God's will for him to kill others?
Dierdre Horn: You carry a gun yourself.
Roy Clayton: Now you didn't answer my question.
Dierdre Horn: My son has seen enough death to understand the value of life.
Chris Mattson: Y'know what Abel? Fuck you.
Abel Turner: Is that a 'We Are the World' fuck you?
Chris Mattson: No. It's a special one. Just for you.
Dr. Emerson: You have great power ahead of you.
Molly Hartley: I don't want it.
Dr. Emerson: But you will.