Moses: Where have you been?
Messenger: Watching you fail.
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.
Mary Bee Cuddy: Why not marry?
Bob Giffin: Miss Cuddy, I appreciate the offer, and the supper, the concert and all. But I cannot marry you. Will not, won't. I ain't perfect, but you are too bossy. And too damn plain.
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?
Julian: What is that supposed to mean?
Abel Morales: I know what you wanted, I know. But you have to forget that now.
Julian: You gave me a good chance, you gave me a good chance, correct?
Abel Morales: Yes.
Julian: You gave me a better chance than I deserved, right?
Abel Morales: No. You looking backwards. Look forward. Its the only thing you can control. Julian?
Julian: Please, take care of my family.
Grace: Do you believe in fairytales, Tuck?
Francis Tucker: No, I believe in "happily ever after."
Nick Cave: To act on a bad idea is better than to not act at all, because the worth of the idea never becomes apparent until you do it.
Edward Brittain: I'm so glad you were near and saw him so nearly at the end. We share a memory of both of them, dear Vera, that is worth all the rest of the world, and the sun of that memory never sets. And you know that I love you, that I would do anything in the world in my power should you ask it, and that I am your servant as well as your brother.
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.
Nolan Mack: People leave, you know? But for some people, it just doesn't seem fair.
Sandra: I don't exist. I'm nothing. Nothing at all.
Jamie Wellerstein: Did you call your agent.
Cathy Hiatt: He's on a retreat.
Jamie Wellerstein: What the hell is an agent retreat?
Cathy Hiatt: I don't know, they go into the woods and sacrifice actresses to breed more agents.
Jay Wheeler: Basic human emotions are not my strong suit.
JR: Here's some proof that the bonobos aren't dying out.