David: What the fuck are you doing here, Soph?
Sophie: I missed you.
David: We both know that's a lie. Nobody has ever missed me.
The Priest: There is so much more the body can be made to feel. And you'll feel it all, before we're through.
Eric André: It ain't a bunch of NASA scientists writing this shit.
Sara: We have a BOGO in our boring section!
Laurie Strode: Come and get me, motherfucker.
Ben Manalowitz: You were right, Eloise. I was the story. A self-absorbed know-it-all thinks he's gonna figure out the meaning of America, and all he learns is how empty he is. I was the one living a myth. They say you regret the things you don't do. I didn't love.
Meridian Clade: They're Teenagers! Boundaries.
Elvis Cooney: What kind of a B-grade movie is this? (01:17:02)
Younger Tom: Can you share me?
Younger Patrick: If that's what it takes.
Edward the Monk: Knowing your own story will be your salvation.
Dr. Joseph Wanless: One Day She'll Have The Power Of A Nuclear Explosion.
Dr. Joseph Wanless: Terminate Her Before It's Too Late.
Hercule Poirot: How many great stories are tragedies?
Manny Torres: I'm not used to these kind of people.
Jimmy: They're no worse than movie people.
Linda: I'll never get over the fact that you grew up like this.
Jason: My therapist says I'll never get over it either.
Jack Russell: Just kill me as I am. Otherwise, there will be no mercy, I promise.
Lily Munster: My sweet pussycat... RAWR! I knew from the moment I saw your flat head and that cute little scar that I wanted to spend every moment tightening those neck bolts. All I ask is that we spend the rest of my lives growing disgracefully old together.