The President: Let's face it - he's dead.
Brazen: I agree.
Commander Mallory: Plissken's been dead so many times, I can't count them all. But he never stays down.
David Alden: You must be Amy. I gave you Silly Putty once for Christmas. You ate it.
Bobby DeLaughter: I don't see what difference it makes if a man was bushwhacked yesterday, today, or 27 damn years ago. Murder is murder. And it's still my job to bring the son of a bitch to justice. And it's still your job to help me.
Delamar Dennis: No! I did my job. I testified against the Klan. They shot out my windows, blew up my car, they hunted and harassed me for twenty five years. Don't that get me even for the wrong I done?
Bobby DeLaughter: We never get even for the wrong we've done.
Richard Clark: Victoria, could you give me a ride home? I seem to have misplaced my car.
Victoria Chapell: Oh, don't worry about it. All the teachers loose their car on their first day.
Al: I'm proud of you Joe.
Joe MacGonaughgill: Why?
Al: You finally figured out the girl in your heart isn't the girl in your dreams. Some people don't figure it out all their lives.
Raymond Hurdicure: So I hear dad's dead. Hey, is that egg nog?
John Smith: Does your boss have a first name?
Lucy Kolinski: Only in the bedroom.
Crow T. Robot: Shall I compare thee to a summers daaaaaaaa.
Xander Drax: Quill, would you please show Mr. Walker up to the observation deck and make him talk?
Sala: I claim the body when you're done.
Bonnie: George Malley! You learned the Portuguese language in 20 minutes?
George Malley: Not all of it.
Joey Pinero: The Archbishop was a close personal friend of Mr. Shaughnessy. He came to me earlier this morning and asked me who was my best man, I said you.
Janet Venable: Thank you. I trust, Mr. Shaughnessy, if I am to prosecute this case, I'll be given the authority which comes with the assignment.
John Shaughnessy: You're the one trying the case, but let's establish one thing at the outset. I want the death penalty.
Riggi: Hey, clown boy! Get off my street.
Christopher Dubois: Wait a minute.
Riggi: Hey, Dubois, what are you sick in the head or something? Please, grow up, go get yourself some new and nice clothes and come to work for me.
Christopher Dubois: I don't work for nobody.
Riggi: It's too bad, Dubois, it's too bad, you're a wasted talent, but nuts case, you know that. Suit yourself.