Cheung Wing-sing: Why'd God make women pretty but dumb?
Cheung Wing-sing: They're pretty, so men will like them.
Cheung Wing-sing: They're dumb, so they will like men.
Joy: Don't ever think that the world owes you anything, because it doesn't. The world doesn't owe you a thing.
Myrtle 'Tilly' Dunnage: Take your clothes off.
Molly Dunnage: A murderer... and a lesbian.
Kate Mercer: You used to love your birdwatching.
Geoff Mercer: I did, yes.
Kate Mercer: It's funny how you forget the things in life that make you happy.
Ilya, Devi, Sergi: You watch too many American movies... if this landmine was real... no delay... landmine would've just exploded instantly.
Jack: Grandma?
Nancy: Yes?
Jack: I need the scissors.
Nancy: What for?
Jack: For cutting my hair.
Nancy: Do you really want to do that?
Jack: I want to send it to Ma.
Nancy: How come?
Jack: She needs my strong more than me, so I want to send it to her, or you could take it to her?
Nancy: I could help you, if you'd like?
Jack: Yes please.
Jim White: So, do you guys get paid by the hour?
David Diaz: No, the field.
Rufus: Sorry, you can't park here.
Miss Shepherd: No, I've had guidance. This is where it should go.
Rufus: Guidance? Who from?
Miss Shepherd: The Virgin Mary. I spoke to her yesterday. She was outside the post office.
Vanessa: Now my outsides match my insides.
Libby Day: The truly frightening flaw in humanity is our capacity for cruelty - we all have it.
Baron Bomine: Can you make another?
Victor Von Frankenstein: I can and a whole lot more.
Baron Bomine: I dream of an un-killable army a thousand strong.
Mark Adams: Are we gluten-free this week? Yes, we're gluten-free. Then why the hell is she having 'SunChips'? (00:03:43)
Title Card: There is no murder in paradise.
Title Card: In 1933, at the height of Joseph Stalin's state-imposed famine against the Ukrainian people, an estimated 25,000 died each day from starvation. The systematic extermination by hunger known as the Holodomor, left millions of children orphaned.
Scott Fischer: Sit down man, acclimatize.
Gertrude Bell: Paradise has no time, age or sanctuary. Awaits us.
Parthian Queen: Power is a conceit which reveals our limitations.
Petit's Mother: Edmond, could we reconsider... give him one more chance?
Petit's Mother: No, the carrots are cooked.
Matthew: The cross is bloodstained. It loves. It forgives. It demands.
Lt. Ebbe Jensen: If they are old enough to go to war, they are old enough to clean up.