Howard Marks: A dealer is really just someone who buys more dope than he can smoke. And I have to say, I'm ashamed, I tried to smoke it all. There was just too fuckin' much of it.
Narrator: Space stretches into infinity. Countless stars die as others are born. And thus, space is alive.
H: Ahh... military intelligence. The great oxymoron.
Victor: It's not a mushroom, okay. It's a truffle.
Bruce Pearson: Freddie, stop listening to music made by poofs. Stick on some Elton John.
Nancy Taylor: I'm sorry you wasted your life on this. Your brother killed that woman.
Becca: Why didn't He just make one, if He needed another Angel? He is God, after all.
Sofia D'Souza: That would be two beers and for Mr. Mascarenhas, chicken soup and breadsticks, please.
Ethan Mascarenhas: Ah you meant fun for you and breadsticks for me? That's entertainment, Sofia style.
Omar Siddiqui: Sir that's too mean.
Sofia D'Souza: That's okay, Omar! That day remains incomplete for us both without his taunts.
Veronica 'Ronnie' Miller: Truth only means something when it's hard to admit! Don't you get that?
Liz Gilbert: I'm sick of people telling me that I need a man.
Felipe: You don't need a man, Liz. You need a champion.
Caliban: This island is mine.
Jack Abramoff: Washington is like Hollywood, but with uglier faces.
Rocha: Each dog licks his own dick.
Shuya Watanabe: Nobody taught me that killing people was wrong. Where other kids got read picture books and fairy tales, my mom taught me Ohm's Law and Norton's theorum. She only ever talked about electronics.
Dr. Zahraa: How do you do it? Lie to someone to their face? Huh?
Valerie Plame: You have to know, know why you're lying... And never forget the truth.
Lucien Ginsburg: When I go out, it's to meet up with women. How else do think I was able to draw cunt hair?
Katie Marks: I've never been closer to anyone, and I don't know you at all.
Arjan van Diemen: During the war, me and my men would cut off the trigger fingers of the bravest British officers we captured - only the bravest, mind, the ones most worthy of respect. Do you understand that? That's what I did to people I respected.
Kereama: Doesn't leave much hope for me then, does it?
Arjan van Diemen: Hope kills fools like you every day.
Johnny Marco: What's that book about again?
Cleo: It's about this girl that's in love with this guy. But he's a vampire, and his whole family's vampires. So she can't really be with him.
Johnny Marco: Why doesn't she become one too?
Cleo: Doesn't she become one too? Cleo: Because she can't. He doesn't want to turn her into a vampire. And if she gets too close to him, he won't be able to help himself.
Johnny Marco: Oh, man.