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.
Matthew: The cross is bloodstained. It loves. It forgives. It demands.
Jim White: So, do you guys get paid by the hour?
David Diaz: No, the field.
Pete: You brought your guitar.
Ricki: Yeah, just the one.
Libby Day: The truly frightening flaw in humanity is our capacity for cruelty - we all have it.
Myrtle 'Tilly' Dunnage: Take your clothes off.
Molly Dunnage: A murderer... and a lesbian.
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.
Mary Sinclair: I'm sorry, are you on drugs?
Danny Collins: Currently or in general?
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.
Gabriel Oak: Leading on a man you do not care for is beneath you.
Scott Fischer: Sit down man, acclimatize.
Gertrude Bell: Paradise has no time, age or sanctuary. Awaits us.
Maureen Hope: Billy Hope knows how to take a punch, but he also drops bombs.
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.
Pat Frato: You talked to him?
Michael Finkel: I met him.
Pat Frato: Why?
Michael Finkel: I wanted to hear his side of the story.
Pat Frato: I'm not sure Christian Longo deserves to have his story heard.
Michael Finkel: Everybody deserves to have their story heard.
Lt. Ebbe Jensen: If they are old enough to go to war, they are old enough to clean up.
James: Just be glad you don't have what Samantha had got.
Riley: Why, what'd she have?
James: Well, you know, they're not really telling me much but my buddy over at the coroner's office said it's some kind of necrotic STD - it's some really gnarly shit.
Riley: Shit?
Riley: Yeah... well you didn't fuck her did you?
James: Neh... What? No.
Rachel: I'm ugly, Greg! Everyone feels like they have to lie to me and no-one realises how insulting that is. Everyone thinks they're helping, and they're not."