Jim White: So, do you guys get paid by the hour?
David Diaz: No, the field.
Matthew: The cross is bloodstained. It loves. It forgives. It demands.
Kristen: Why didn't you protect him?
Annie Dwyer: If we die here tomorrow, it will have been worth it.
Fish: Alright, all secondary characters, come with me.
Gertrude 'Trudy' Pratt: A dress can't change anything.
Myrtle 'Tilly' Dunnage: Watch and learn Gertrude, watch and learn.
Scott Fischer: Sit down man, acclimatize.
Danny Collins: Hank, I haven't written a song in thirty years. thirty years. I'm a fucking joke.
Petit's Mother: Edmond, could we reconsider... give him one more chance?
Petit's Mother: No, the carrots are cooked.
Emily: You know, I've heard of spirit photography before, but I've never actually seen it in person.
Ma: I'm sorry that I'm not nice anymore, but you know what? Maybe if your voice saying "be nice" hadn't been in my head, then maybe I wouldn't have helped the guy with the fucking sick dog.
Bucky: Such a fuss, when everything we want is right in front of us the whole time.
News Reporter: Officer Cooper stands at four feet, 11 inches.
Cooper: Oh, come on.
News Reporter: The other suspect, a 45-year-old Latino woman.
Daniella Riva: 45? My madre.
News Reporter: Officer Cooper is four feet, nine inches.
Cooper: I am five-foot, two.
News Reporter: Traveling with a 50-year-old suspect.
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.
Ben: All right, scouts. Let's kick some zombie ass.
Young Ruth: You know sometimes I think what right do I have to be happy when there's so much suffering in the world.
Young Ira: I guess you could say what right do you have to be unhappy.
David Foster Wallace: I'm not so sure you want to be me.
David Lipsky: I don't.
