The Priest: There is so much more the body can be made to feel. And you'll feel it all, before we're through.
Angel: Never look back, never look forward.
Doug: We're moving, Frank. Yeah. I hate to do it. You know? But the wife thinks if we don't do it now we may not be able to get out this time next year, because, you know, neighborhood's going to hell, Frank. You plan on staying?
Frank: I'm not going anywhere.
Tom: At no time during our wedding did I imagine walking through the jungle holding a hand grenade.
Laurie Strode: Come and get me, motherfucker.
Hayley: Did you see something>.
Daniel: Not exactly.
Joss: What's that supposed to mean, Daniel?
Daniel: I woke up and Mia was, I don't know, sucking my feet.
Jade: What the fuck?
Justin Ross: Pete, did you crawl here?
Pete: Oh, sorry. There was just a lot of traffic, and I tried to.
Justin Ross: Shhh. The grown-ups are talking.
Kraglin: Anyways, I just saw on the Multi-calendar that right now on Earth, it's almost Christmastime. So, yeah, it kinds of brings back some memories.
Nebula: Yondu had a point. Ever since buying Knowhere from The Collector, we don't have time for trivialities like Christmas. This place needs a lot of fixing up before it's livable.
Kraglin: Yeah, I reckon we've got work to do.
Dr. Joseph Wanless: One Day She'll Have The Power Of A Nuclear Explosion.
Dr. Joseph Wanless: Terminate Her Before It's Too Late.
Hercule Poirot: How many great stories are tragedies?
Nathan Drake: Nuns. Why is it always nuns?
Ty Shaw: This is the most, uh, wretched, godforsaken stretch of land on the face of the earth. And I'd never leave.
Ben Manalowitz: Yeah. That's how I feel about Twitter.
Jake: Maximize your wins, minimize your losses... and stay in the game as long as you can.
Abnesti: The time to worry about crossing lines was... a lot of lines ago.
Greg: Orson Fortune. That is a sexy name. It is. You must fancy him a bit.