Cheryl: She died a famous woman, denying her wounds, denying her wounds came from the same source as her power.
Bryan Bontrager: Yeah, see those - all this talking you've been doing at your concerts? That's got to stop, OK? People are paying to hear you sing, not to hear you talk. Do you understand that? No, no, no. You're there to make fans, not enemies.
Rich Wayne Mullins: What can I say? That's what happens when you're honest with religious people.
Reverend Jude: God is good.
Reverend Dave: All of the time.
Reverend Jude: And all of the time.
Reverend Dave: God is good.
Connor: Hope's a necessity where I come from.
Ruben: Why are their eyes so big?
Walter Keane: Eyes are the windows to the soul.
Sheriff McDowell: The logging barons always cry "jobs" and "free enterprise," but the truth is, you barely pay enough to put food on the table.
Pemberton: Oh, we pay more than any job these men can get, and that's why there's a line fifty-deep every time there's an opening.
Sheriff McDowell: Openings? Yes, you always have openings, don't you, Mr. Pemberton? Because your camps have killed more men than the war between the States.
Nolan Mack: People leave, you know? But for some people, it just doesn't seem fair.
Ernest Holm: Yeah, that is all I am saying. You do not gotta marry her. You don't wanna wait around thinking something is gonna come. Waitin' is a fucking disease. Think something? Feel something? You should do something. Alright?
Madame Mallory: What is this flavor that is fighting against the chicken?
Hassan: I added some spices for flavor to the sauce, and coriander for garnish and freshness.
Madame Mallory: But why change a recipe that is 200 years old?
Hassan: Because, madam, maybe 200 years is long enough.
Grace: Do you believe in fairytales, Tuck?
Francis Tucker: No, I believe in "happily ever after."
The Babadook: Ba-ba-ba... dook! Dook! doooookh.
Mia Hall: Isn't it amazing how life is one thing and then, in an instant it becomes something else. Like here I am, Mia, the girl who thinks about the cello and Adam, and whether I get a stupid letter or not, and just like that.
Kat Connor: I miss fucking you.