Madec: I kill you.
Julian: I feel... Vulnerable.
Abel Morales: Good... Because you are vulnerable. We all are.
Connor: Hope's a necessity where I come from.
JR: Here's some proof that the bonobos aren't dying out.
Mary Bee Cuddy: I live uncommonly alone.
Six: People like to blame me, but I'm just a witness. The things that I see would make angels weep. And they have wept.
Rusty Nail: Learned that from a hockey ninja.
Laine Morris: Sarah if you're pushing it that is really messed up.
Sarah Morris: I'm not pushing it.
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?
Sgt. Lance Dawson: Staff Sergeant Lance Dawson, United States Army, serial number DL3268.
Fletcher: Before you have a kid, everyone tells you, "It's the best thing you'll ever do." And as soon as you get the baby back from the hospital, those same people are like, "Don't worry, it gets better."
Caeryn: We must hurry! This country is unsafe at night.
Dagen: At night? I can hardly imagine anything worse than this country during the day.
Gordon: Good God, man. You've fallen for that little slice of American pie.
Richard: Dad.
Gordon: Now you listen to me. This might be the most important bit of advice that I ever give you. American women may be fun and Victoria Secret when you first met them, but as soon as they get their claws into you, they stop fucking and start eating, and the only ass you gonna get is a fat one.