Mark Rutland: What you do need, I suspect, is a psychiatrist.
Marnie Edgar: Oh, men! You say "no thanks" to one of them and bingo! You're a candidate for the funny farm.
Mark Rutland: When we get home, I'll explain that we had a lover's quarrel... That you ran away... That I went after you and brought you back. That'll please Dad. He admires action. Then I'll explain that we' re gonna be married before the week is out... That I can't bear to have you out of my sight. He also admires wholesome animal lust.
Mark Rutland: Marnie, it's time to have a little compassion for yourself. When a child, a child of any age, Marnie, can't get love, it takes what it can get, any way it can get it. It's not so hard to understand.
Mark Rutland: Well why didn't you jump over the side?
Marnie Edgar: The idea was to kill myself, not feed the damn fish.
Mark Rutland: You're very sexy with your face clean.
Mark Rutland: Did you have a tough childhood, Miss Taylor?
Marnie Edgar: Not particularly.
Mark Rutland: I think you did. I think you've had a hard, tough climb.
Marnie Edgar: You don't love me. I'm just something you've caught! You think I'm some sort of animal you've trapped.
Mark Rutland: That's right - you are. And I've caught something really wild this time, haven't I? I've tracked you and caught you and by God I'm going to keep you.
Dr. Robert Campbell: I gave Alka-Seltzer to a kid with a belly ache.
Dr. Rae Crane: You did what?
Dr. Robert Campbell: Alka-Seltzer. Cured him in one belch. It was the 'plop-plop'-'fizz-fizz' that really dazzled them.
Dr. Robert Campbell: Jesus Christ, woman, must everything be a full-scale debate with you? Just do it.
Dr. Robert Campbell: I don't need a fuckin' interpreter.
Dr. Rae Crane: You send me back on the basis of my gender. That's called sex disrimination. Look, I understand your reservations. I heard about your wife.
Dr. Robert Campbell: My wife? Good God, she left me. I wish you'd follow her example.
Dr. Rae Crane: Yeah, but closing your eyes won't make it disapear.
Dr. Robert Campbell: Neither will talk.
Dr. Paul Bradley: Why don't you stick a broom up my ass? I can sweep the carpet on the way out.
Detective James McParlan: Dougherty, then? You've time enough for that. He's not hanged yet.
Jack Kehoe: You're a cool one.
Detective James McParlan: That's the difference between us, Jack.
Jack Kehoe: I have no coolness in me at all.
Jack Kehoe: I'm thinking... you'd better be what we think you are.
Detective James McParlan: I'm what you think.
Jack Kehoe: 'Cause if you're not... there's no hole deep enough to hide this time.
William of Baskerville: She is already burnt flesh, Adso. Bernardo Gui has spoken: she is a witch.
Adso of Melk: But that's not true, and you know it.
William of Baskerville: I know. I also know that anyone who disputes the verdict of an Inquisitor is guilty of heresy.
Adso of Melk: Do you think that this is a place abandoned by God?
William of Baskerville: Have you ever known a place where God would have felt at home?
William of Baskerville: Adso, if I knew the answers to everything, I would be teaching theology in Paris.
William of Baskerville: The only evidence I see of the antichrist here is everyones desire to see him at work.
William of Baskerville: But what is so alarming about laughter?
Jorge de Burgos: Laughter kills fear, and without fear there can be no faith, because without fear of the Devil there is no more need of God.
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