John: Been in kind of a dark, existential place, to tell you the truth and then... I met your mom.
Orlov: The name of the agent is Evelyn Salt.
Evelyn Salt: My name is Evelyn Salt.
Orlov: Then you are a Russian spy.
Darla: I'm a naughty schoolgirl!
Barry: You look a little old to be a schoolgirl.
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.
Tess Carroll: You didn't die in that car crash, Charlie.
Charlie St. Cloud: Actually, I did.
Cotton Marcus: I should have read the letter a little more thoroughly.
Jack: Did you ever wanna be anything but a priest?
Father Benedetto: Have you ever wanted to be anything other than a photographer?
Jack: I do what I'm good at.
Glen McCreavy: Why does the asshole always get the girl?
Mr. Nobody: It's ironic, isn't it? The Old Testament had a wrathful God, but people became uneasy with the concept, needed a best seller, so they came up with a New Testament. Suddenly God was loving and forgiving. I'm old-school, myself. I prefer the Old Testament. I mean you've got to love a God who's not afraid to mete out a little vengeance when the need arises.