
Matt Franklin: I'm... I'm just messed up, OK? I don't know what I want to do. And I'm sorry I'm such a fucking failure.
Bill Franklin: You haven't really failed, son, because you haven't really tried to succeed. So don't credit yourself as a failure. You're worse than that.
Matt Franklin: I just can't figure it out, Dad.
Bill Franklin: Don't cry like that in jail, son.

Shun Kazama: There's no future for people who worship the future, and forget the past.

Norah: I waited so long for this lie to come true, that I finally paid someone to tell the truth for me.

Steven Jacobs: You used an untested drug on your father. I could end your career with one phone call.
Will Rodman: Let me save you the trouble. I quit.

John Bunting: Do you like bein' fucked? Do you like bein' fucked? So why not do somethin' about it? 'Cause all I ever see you do is sook, mate. No? What didjah do about Jeffrey? Fuckin' nothin'. You see me and Robert mopin' about? Hmm? No you don't because you do that they fuck you forever. You don't want that, do you? When are you gonna grow some balls, mate?

Nora Dominguez: I avoid relationships because I can't count on them.

Brendan Conlon: You never had any interest in underdogs. But I was your son.
Paddy Conlon: You are my son, Brendan.
Brendan Conlon: Am I?
Paddy Conlon: Yeah, you are. I'm just asking you if can find... find a little bit of space in your heart to forgive me a little bit.
Brendan Conlon: Yeah? All right, I forgive you.
Paddy Conlon: Okay.
Brendan Conlon: But I do not trust you.

Matt King: Paradise? Paradise can go fuck itself.

Sawyer Nelson: If you don't wear the tail, you're gonna die.

Michael Longstreet: You're so wonderful. You're the best and the brightest.

The Phantom: So it is to be war between us! If these demands are not met a disaster beyond all imagination will occur.

Ren MacCormack: What are you doing here?
Ariel Moore: What are you doing here?
Ren MacCormack: Well, I thought I was alone.
Ariel Moore: Not in this town, you're not. There are eyes everywhere.

Vincent Brazil: This is my contract.
Roland Flint: It's personal.
Vincent Brazil: If you lose me my fee, that's personal to me.