Partridge: Don't you see, Preston? It's gone. Everything that makes us what we are, traded away.
John Preston: There's no war. No murder.
Partridge: What is it you think we do?
John Preston: No. You've been with me. You've seen how it can be, the jealousy. Rage.
Partridge: A heavy cost. I pay it gladly.
Mary: You can't do this. You cannot do this!
John Preston: Tetragrammaton, there's nothing we can't do.
[Chemist validates the Mona Lisa.]
Chemist: It's real.
John Preston: Burn it.
Brandt: Always practising, cleric. I guess that’s why you’re the best.
John Preston: Maybe I’m just better.
Brandt: Something on your mind?
John Preston: Why do you ask?
Brandt: The intuitive arts, Cleric. It’s my job to know what you’re thinking.
DuPont: Wait! Wait! Look at me. I’m alive. I live. I...I breathe. I feel. Now that you know it...can you really take it? Is it really worth the price?
John Preston: I pay it gladly.
Moses: I love everything what I know about you. And I trust in what I don't.
Moses: Remember this. I am prepared to fight. For eternity.
Moses: Where have you been?
Messenger: Watching you fail.
Stevie: Are you okay?
Trevor Reznik: Don't I look okay?
Stevie: If you were any thinner, you wouldn't exist.
Ivan: Oh, no. You look like you seen a ghost.
Trevor Reznik: Funny you should say that. The guys at work don't think you exist.
Ivan: That's why I can't get a raise.
Marie: Trevor, is someone chasing you?
Trevor Reznik: Not yet. But they will when they find out who I am.
DMV Clerk: I'm sorry, sir, but we don't provide motorist information to the general public.
Trevor Reznik: I'm not just a member of the general public. This guy's a friend of mine.
DMV Clerk: But you don't know your friend's address?
Trevor Reznik: We just met. I don't know him that well.
DMV Clerk: Sir, this is the DMV, not a dating service.
Ivan: Looks like rain. Radio says there's a storm comin' in.
Trevor Reznik: Guess they're right.
Ivan: If you ask me, it's already here.
John Rolfe: She weaves all things together.
John Rolfe: I think you still love the man, and that you will not be at peace until you see him. In my vanity I thought I could make you love me, and one cannot do that or should not. You have walked blindly into a situation that you did not anticipate.
Pocahontas: You are the man I thought you were and more.
John Smith: Who are you?
Pocahontas: Who are you?
John Rolfe: Who are you?
Jack Kelly: So what do you say, Spot?
Spot Conlon: I say... that what you say... is what I say.
Jack Kelly: Got no brains. Why we starting to fight each other? Its just what the big shots wanna see. That we're street trash, street rats with no brains. No respect for nothin' including ourselfs. So heres how it is if we don't act together then we nothin'. If we don't stick together we nothin'. And if we can't even trust each other, then we nothin'. So whats it gunna be?
