James Wetherhold: Vanessa here is the perfect little housewife. I mean daughter.
Vanessa Wetherhold: Yes, if by perfect you mean not retarded, slash suffering from insurmountable credit card debt, then yes, I'm indeed perfect.
Fox Mulder: I can feel you thinking.
Dana Scully: I'm sorry. I can't sleep.
Fox Mulder: Actually, I have a little something for that.
Dana Scully: Just a little something?
Fox Mulder: Thank you.
Ian Hamilton: What does your father think of you being involved in all this?
Kay Matheson: I don't know. His boat was gunned down in the war.
Ian Hamilton: I'm sorry to hear that.
Kay Matheson: Aye, me too.
Josh: Oh, grandpa fell asleep again.
Timm: No, he's dead.
Abby: I don't know anything about love. Every time I feel it, it's gone, it disappears and all I have left is pain and sadness.
Kristen: James, we need a gun. Does your dad have a gun?
James Hoyt: Kristen, I'm looking! There was one here when I was a kid. He always hid it.
Sameer's Mother: There are things you must do with women that you cannot do with men.
Robert: Angie, you're an idiot. I say that with love.
Preest: If you needed to find someone, the best place to start was the Faith Registration Centre - Meanwhile's melting pot of the pious. Every creed, cult, religion and doctrine pass through these doors, all looking for the same sense of belonging and hope.
Frank Tramell: You have a choice.
Jack Bauer: I don't have a choice, you son of a bitch.
June Boatwright: Aw damn it to hell.
Dylan Thomas: Not for the proud man apart from the raging moon I write on the spendthrift pages, nor for the towering dead with their nightingales and psalms, but for the lovers, their arms round the griefs of the ages.
Kate Walker: I think I'm more comfortable with being disappointed. I think I'm angry at you for trying to take that away.
Link Manion: The sky marshall's coming here?
Johnny Rico: Ask him for an autograph, Lieutenant Manion, and I will have you shot.
Bud Crain: Sweet spear.
Salazar: You see a black man with a sharp stick and it's supposed to be a spear?
P'tit Lys: The prince went slowly through the forest. His beautiful horse was silent. The sky was taking on the color of roses. "Will I be in time?" the prince wondered. He remembered what the magician had told him. "Night is your only enemy. Once it has cast its cloak of darkness over the world and you cannot tell the shadow of a dog from that of a wolf, you will know it is too late and that your beautiful lady is lost forever. Hurry if you love her." The prince's heart was pounding.
Ben Thomas: It is within my power to drastically change his cirumstances, but I don't want to give that man a gift he doesn't deserve.
Agnes: Get in the car bitches.