Simon McNeal: She had made them a promise, a promise I would have to keep. And their stories kept coming, day after day, night after night. She kept me locked in the estate she bought with all the money she made from her books, reading my skin.
Wendy: But what about you?
Matt Campbell: I'm already dead.
Will Burton: So, how big is this whole bandslam thing around here?
Sa5m: Texas high school football big.
Mikael Blomkvist: What has happened to you? How did you turn out this way? You know everything about me. I don't know shit about you. Not a damn thing.
Lisbeth Salander: That's the way it is.
Irv: I'm not a god. That's just a rumor my mother started.
César Luciani: Thatta boy.
Malik El Djebena: Just another Arab thinking with his balls.
Mata Nui: Before this day, I've never needed help from anyone or anything. Thank you. I spared your life and you saved mine. Shall we call it even, and go our separate ways?
Shawn MacArthur: Where are we going?
Harvey Boarden: You're in a $100,000 dollar Mercedes. Thats where were going.
Ira Wright: Fuck Facebook in the face!
Diego: When you were waiting at the roundabout, for a car to pass on your left, Lena and you kissed.
Mateo Blanco: We kissed? I don't remember that.
Diego: It's a normal kiss, the kind couples give each other out of habit.
Mateo Blanco: The last kiss.
Diego: Yes. Lena didn't die in your arms, like you'd dreamed, but the last sensation she took from this world was your mouth.
Catherine Stewart: My husband's cheating on me. At least, I think he is.