
Phillip Morris: Enough romance. Let's fuck.

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.

Kate Fitzgerald: Do I look pretty, Daddy?

Kristin: Would you rather be dead or live the rest of your life without your soul mate?

Tango: I'm a cop, B.

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.