Jin: You and I are just pawns on a chessboard.
Reichsführer SS Heinrich Himmler: When I meet Eisenhower, should I give the Nazi salute, or shake his hand?
Stacy: If we were the share our lives together, why didn't we share our lives together. I know you don't have to tell me everything Derek, but why wouldn't you want too? Unless there is someone else you are waiting for.
Mrs. Sedley: I thought her a mere social climber, but now I see she's a mountineer.
Abe: Aaron, I can imagine no way in which this thing could be considered anywhere remotely close to safe. All I know is I spent six hours in there and I'm still alive... You still want to do it?
Lara: How far can bullets go?
Daniel: They go pretty far but they usually get stuck in something and stop.
Lara: What if they don't?
Daniel: Are you thinking about that bullet that came through your window?
Peter Llewelyn Davies: That scepter's made of wood.
J.M. Barrie: Yes, well, we do dream on a budget here, don't we?
Det. Inspector Webster: You perform abortions, don't you?
Vera: That's not what I do dear. That's what you call it. But they need help. Who else they got to turn to? No one. I help them out.
Uncle Max: I flinched, when I should have scurried.
Alfred Kinsey: Everybody's sin is nobody's sin, and everybody's crime is no crime at all.
Slannen the Elf: Open up! I am Miss Ella's legal representation.
Dungeon Guard: Her what?
Slannen the Elf: Her lawyer, numbskull! If the gauntlet doesn't fit, you must acquit.
Neil: You called me your fucking... angel.
Ray: This place is full of fake tits and real assholes.
Maggie: All right, what part of "cover me" didn't we understand?
Chow Mo Wan: When you don't take "no" for an answer, there is still a chance you'll get what you want.
Javier Suarez: It's like dancing with my mother's ironing board.
Rex Harper: Hey. I'll be out in a week. Just another great story for Rex Harper.
Detective Burton: Yeah, in a week you'll be somebody's wife. Let's go.
Pastor Dan Parker: I'm a sexy man of God, and I know it.
The Duke: Don't you fucking talk to me like I'm some kind of mug. Don't you fucking talk to me like that.
XXXX: Duke, don't take this personally. It's business. Now, you want to know how much these pills are worth?
The Duke: Yes. Fucking. Please.
XXXX: Now just because you pay a fiver a pop down the local cattle market, don't, for fuck's sake, think these pills are worth millions. They're not. We've got to find someone to buy these pills and they've got to split them into parcels, of say 100,000. They've got to find these people. It's hard work.
The Duke: Oh, you'd give a fucking aspirin a headache pal.