Sylvie Cooper: The fact that Fred hated ever human except me really meant something.
Helen Knable: Dynamite. He's going to hit me with a train and blow me up? ROY.
Montoya Santana: Whatever I did to you or to mama... to make you hate me, I'm sorry.
Pedro Santana: Your mother was a beautiful woman. She made me feel proud. She was 19 years old. Raped... by sailors. After it happened, we never talked about it. Then we got married and we tried to forget. When you were born, I tried to love you. But every time I looked at you, I wondered who your real father was. I wondered which sailor's blood you carried inside of you.
Captain Frank Sedman: What about Huxley? What is that?
Peter Sanderson: He was referring to a quote by Thomas Huxley, "The chessboard is the world... the rules of the game are what we call nature. The player on the other side is hidden from us but we know that his play is always fair, just, and patient. We also know that he never overlooks a mistake.
Dr. Lawrence Angelo: All this power isn't meant to be in the hands of one person.
Jobe Smith: You're wrong! You need to be led, just like everyone else, it's a basic need.
Dr. Lawrence Angelo: This technology was meant to expand human communication, but you're not even human any more! What you've become terrifies me. You're a freak.
Jobe Smith: Your naive idiocy makes me very angry.
Aunt Pristine Figg: Well, your little friends certainly are house broken, they've been here only five minutes and already they've broken the house.
Zuzu Bailey: Look, Daddy! Every time you hear a bell, a zombie takes a soul to hell.
Paul Maclean: Hello, Jess.
Jessie Burns: Hey, Paul.
Paul Maclean: How's your brother?
Jessie Burns: You both left him alone.
Paul Maclean: Well, I'm sorry about that. That was my fault.
Jessie Burns: Well, you're not forgiven.
Paul Maclean: Was Norman forgiven?
Jessie Burns: Norman's not funny.
Mrs. Burke: My husband walked into a corn field 15 years ago. He never came back.
Lukas Hart III: Excuse me, I have to go pray.
Jack Eliot: We're not athletes, we're baseball players.
Columbus: Why do you want to help me?
Santangel: Faith, hope, charity. But greater than all these is banking.
Older Mike: History is all in the mind of the teller. Truth is all in the telling.
Freddy Ross: I suppose I'm drinking myself sober.
Nick Halloway: Now you listen to me, you son of a bitch. I've lost everything but my soul, and you're not going to take that away from me.
Cesar Castillo: In the name of the Mambo, the Rumba, and the Cha cha cha.