Norma Jeane: Marilyn doesn't exist. When I come out of my dressing room, I'm Norma Jeane. I'm still her when the camera is rolling. Marilyn Monroe only exists on the screen.
Mr. Carson: They better be warned: the British are coming.
Nellie LaRoy: Let 'em know that I got here on my terms, not theirs. And when I'm done I'm gonna dance my ass off into the night. And they'll know - everyone will fucking know - that they could never control one goddamn fucking thing.
Lee: We'll live with them, be normal for a while.
Burt Fabelman: You can't just love something, you also have to take care of it.
Mason: You are a fucking drug dealer or a history teacher? You hypocrite motherfucker.
Pettis: Why am I hypocrite? Because I make money the same way white folks do?
Ferruccio Lamborghini: If your grades don't improve, I'll buy you a Ferrari.
Dr. Joseph Wanless: One Day She'll Have The Power Of A Nuclear Explosion.
Dr. Joseph Wanless: Terminate Her Before It's Too Late.
Sara: We have a BOGO in our boring section!
Justin Ross: Pete, did you crawl here?
Pete: Oh, sorry. There was just a lot of traffic, and I tried to.
Justin Ross: Shhh. The grown-ups are talking.
Abnesti: The time to worry about crossing lines was... a lot of lines ago.
Younger Patrick: Tom.
Younger Tom: Don't ruin it.
Younger Patrick: How would I do that?
Younger Tom: Asking about the next time.
Cope: I have a lump on my abdomen. You see it? Picasso? Duchamp? Francis Bacon, perhaps? Am I an artist?
Timlin: He takes the rebellion of his own body and seizes control of it. Shapes it, tattoos it, displays it, creates theater out of it. It has meaning, very potent meaning, and many, many people respond to it.
Hercule Poirot: How many great stories are tragedies?