Simon Legrew: Your mother's womb must be twitching in regret at bringing you into the world.
Elsa Korr: You're not a Nazi, Jojo. You're a ten-year-old kid who likes dressing up in a funny uniform and wants to be part of a club.
Red Cargo: I have to do what's best for everyone.
Deni Maroon: Yeah, but... how do you know what's best for everyone?
Tulley: Justice delayed is justice denied. That's my damn agenda.
Queen: I want a guy to show me myself. I want him to love me so deeply that I'm not afraid to show how ugly I can be. I want him to show me scars I never knew I had. But I don't want him to make them go away, I want him to hold my hand while I nurse them myself. And I want him to cherish the bruises they leave behind.
Ki-taek: Rich people are naive. No resentments. No creases on them.
Chung-sook, Ki-taek's wife: It all gets ironed out. Money is an iron. Those creases all get smoothed out by money.
Lionel Essrog: Tits on a Tuesday.
Rafiki: It is time.
Thomas Wake: Why'd ya spill yer beans?
Sergeant O'Neil: Do you like it out here, Ned? Living amongst the dirt and disappointment?
Amano Hina: Hey, It'll clear up now.
Luce Edgar: When I first met my mother, she couldn't pronounce my name. My father suggested that they rename me. They picked Luce, which means light.
P.O.: Okay? So... look, have you not gotten an e-mail address yet?
Russell: No, I didn't. Well, I did. No, I did. I did, but the trouble is that if you want to get an e-mail, like, you have to have an e-mail, and if you don't have an e-mail, it - it doesn't...
P.O.: OK, Russell, then just figure it out, okay? Just figure it out. (00:09:44)
Nora Fanshaw: Where do you want to live now, doll?
Nicole: Well, I'm here now, obviously. I don't know if the show will get picked up. It feels like home. It is home. It's the only home I've ever known without Charlie.
Nora Fanshaw: You want to stay here?
Nicole: Charlie's not going to want that. He hates LA.
Nora Fanshaw: We're interested in what you want to do. What you're doing is an act of hope. You understand that?
Nicole: Yeah.
Gideon Brodess: Daddy warned me, "Boy, having a favorite slave is like having a favorite pig. You can feed it, play with it, give it a name, but one day you might have to eat it or sell it. You know it, and the pig knows it. If you have to sell it, there's no more guilt than separating piglets. And if you have to eat it, you'll forget its name." I hope one day I forget yours.
Marie Curie: The things that make us weak are the things that make us strong.
Pierre Curie: I didn't make you weak.
Marie Curie: Of course you did. But couldn't have done what we did without each other.