Raphael: You're still here? Go back to your jungle.
Leonardo: At least his personality is still intact.
Ivan "Fire Urchin": Stepped on me, stepped on me? Are you kidding? This guy was dancing on me! I mean just look at this, broken, broken, gone, gone, broken, broken, broken.
Robert Graysmith: Paul, are you okay?
Paul Avery: No... but thanks for asking.
Dewey Cox: Edith, I am starting to think... that maybe you don't believe in me.
Edith: I do believe in you. I just know you're gonna fail.
Rusty Ryan: Are you all right?
Danny Ocean: Yeah, um, I just bit into a red pepper.
Rusty Ryan: Is that... Are you... Are you watching Oprah?
Nick Persons: You're the local real estate guy.
Chuck Mitchell, Jr.: I'm also the local contractor.
Baba: There is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft... When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife's right to a husband, rob his children of a father. When you tell a lie, you steal someone's right to the truth. When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness.
American journalist: If you were to give advice to a woman, what would it be?
Edith Piaf: Love.
American journalist: To a young girl?
Edith Piaf: Love.
American journalist: To a child?
Edith Piaf: Love.
Lenny: You may find this hard to believe, but most of the guys here don't have a lot of experience with girls.
Johnny Storm: Flame on!
Rod Kimble: Have fun being married to satan.
H.W. Plainview: How much are we gonna pay them?
Plainview: Who's that?
H.W. Plainview: Sunday family.
Plainview: Well, I'm not gonna give them oil prices. I'll give them quail prices.
Lars Lindstrom: I was hoping winter was over.
Margo: No, it's just a thaw - winter isn't over till Easter.
Brendan: Why are your eyes so red?
Francis: Why is your head so bald?
Erin Gruwell: Does anyone know Homer's the Odyssey?
Andre: I know Homer the Simpson.