Journalist: How would you define your approach to management, apart from being brilliant?
Brian Clough: Good lad.
Phillip Morris: Enough romance. Let's fuck.
Mr. James Dowd: Everything you're ashamed of, all the parts of yourself that you keep secret, everything you want to change about yourself - it's who you are. That's your power. Deny it and you're nothing.
John: There's just no point hating someone you love.
Terence McDonagh: You don't have a lucky crack pipe?
John Keats: Touch has a memory.
Fanny Brawne: I know it.
Rancho: These engineers are very smart sir, they didn't invent a machine which can measure the pressure on the brain. If they had, we would have come to know that this was not a suicide but a Murder.
Rev. Charlie Jackson: I talked to God a lot about you over the years. He said He broke the mold when He made you. He said you're sure entertainin' to watch, but way too much trouble.
Kate Fitzgerald: Do I look pretty, Daddy?
Angus: What about this? What about this situation right here? Can't fuck your way out of this one, can you Mark?
Kristin: Would you rather be dead or live the rest of your life without your soul mate?
Tango: I'm a cop, B.
Andy Wilson: Hey. You know we love you, Hachi. We want you to stay here with us. If you have to go... that's okay too. Good-bye, Hachi.
Dr. Heiter: Do you already regret your little escape? In fact, I'm thankful for it, because now... I know definitely you are the middle piece.
Anna Taylor: I thought when you died you wouldn't feel any more pain. You wouldn't have struggles any more. But it just never stops, does it?
Max Jerry Horovitz: It would be good if there was a Fat Fairy. She would be a bit like the Tooth Fairy but would suck out your fat.
Frankie Stevens: You know, you say that one more time I will punch you in the nose.
Mac Thompkins: Been a while since I fought a woman.
