Alex: Forgive you? For kissing me? You've awoken me. It's ages since I felt so alive.Thanks to you. But it's too late for me. I'm far away from here. I can't fall in love again. But you - you deserve the best.
Miranda Hobbes: Sometimes, as much as I love Brady, being a mother just isn't enough. I miss my job.
Jacob Moore: Is this a threat?
Gordon Gekko: Absolutely.
Soren: I'm not letting you hurt one more soul.
Metalbeak: Oh, you're not letting me. Oh, what a pity to waste such a strong, young, and confident Tyto.
Bob Quimby: Ramona, your sister has a report card. Doesn't that mean you should have one too?
Ramona Quimby: Uh... No.
Vince: This isn't going away. You won't talk to me before the show, you won't talk to me after the show. It's like you're avoiding me.
Tess: Well, I didn't divorce you to spend more time with you.
Tangie: You can't love somebody with that much hurt in them. I'm learning that more and more. I don't know what's wrong with me. My dependency on other human beings for love. I survive on intimacy, and tomorrow that's all I've got going. It's all I've got.
Samantha Wynden: Doesn't that kind of bother you, that you need something bad to happen to profit from it?
Andrew Kaulder: You mean, like a doctor?
Edwin Stanton: No. Damn it! No. No, she must be punished to the full extent. I want these people buried and forgotten.
Joseph Holt: The majority prefer a more merciful sentence, life in prison on account of her age, gender.
Edwin Stanton: I give Mr. Aiken credit. He knew just how to use the daughter.
Joseph Holt: It seems so.
Edwin Stanton: You made my sentiments known to the Commission?
Joseph Holt: Their minds are made.
Edwin Stanton: Then let us change them.
Hal: Well, let's say.
Oliver: Arthur, down.
Hal: ...let's say since you were little, and... and you... you always dreamed of... of someday getting a lion, and you wait and you wait and you wait and you wait, and the lion doesn't come. Then along comes a giraffe. You can be alone, or you can be with the giraffe.
Oliver: I'd wait for the lion.
Hal: That's why I worry about you.
Paul Conroy: I need one million dollars by nine o'clock tonight or I'll be left to die in this coffin!