Hutch Mansell: Give me the goddamn kitty cat bracelet, motherfucker.
Baroness: Let me give you some advice. You can't care about anyone. Everyone else is an obstacle. You care about what an obstacle wants or feels, you're dead. If I cared about anyone or thing, I might have died like so many brilliant women with a drawer full of unseen genius and a heart full of sad bitterness. You have the talent for your own label. Whether you have the killer instinct is the big question.
Jacket Slogan: Live fast. Die clown.
Eloise: I know what you did.
Silver Haired Gentleman: I've done a lot of things, Eloise. You're gonna have to be more specific, luv.
Steve Trevor: Tomorrow is never guaranteed. Only today. Right now. That's why we fight,, right?
Tong: I too wish to join this fellowship of Druun buttkickery.
Ilene Andrews: The myths are real. There was a war. And they're the last ones standing.
Tony: All my life, it's like I'm always just about to fall off the edge of the world's tallest building. I stopped falling the second I saw you.
Laurie Strode: I'm coming for you, Michael.
Frank Rossi: You know why God made farts smell? So deaf people could enjoy them too.
Otto Octavius: Hello, Peter.
Lucinda Krementz: The kids did this, obliterated a thousand years of Republican authority in less than a fortnight. What do they want? Freedom. Full stop.
Gaius Helen Mohiam: You've proven you can rule yourself. Now you must learn to rule others, something none of your ancestors learnt.
Paul Atreides: My father rules an entire planet.
Gaius Helen Mohiam: He's losing it.
Paul Atreides: He's getting a richer one.
Gaius Helen Mohiam: He'll lose that one too.
Cletus Kasady: Welcome back, Eddie Brock. It's been a long time. I miss you... so much.
Barnabas: It's not hard to lie to someone that wants to believe.
Katy: Who are you?
Max Mercer: Homebot, search good booby traps.
Homebot: I'm sorry, the parental controls of this system restrict the term "booby."
Max Mercer: Never mind.
Yelena Belova: OK, you got a plan, or shall I just stay, duck, and cover?
Natasha Romanoff: My plan was to drive us away.
Yelena Belova: Well, your plan sucks.