Richard Rietti: Maybe he's the person that he con'd the most. I mean we all do that, you know. We all keep a little bit of ourselves hidden. Cuz if we didn't, well, then we'd have to look at who we are. Who we really are. And if we didn't like it, well, we'd have nobody to blame but ourselves.
Lt. Aldo Hines: Here's who you're dealing with: male Caucasian, 35, well educated, raised by his aunt who mysteriously disappeared when he was 16, has raped and strangled five women, escaped when being transported to San Quentin.
Yaz: What's wrong with my clothes?
Jack Quinn: You look like a carrot with earrings.
Ben Hood: Well, that's the whole point of the holidays, Paul. So you and your sister can mope around the house, and your mother and I can wait on your hand and foot, while the two of you occasionally grunt for more food from behind the hair in your faces. Believe it or not, we actually enjoy it.
Zack: Relax, mister. I've seen worse faces at the coroner's.
Spawn: Thanks, kid. That makes me feel much better.
Jackson: We are from the Firm But Fair Eviction and Collection Agency. Now I, I have a list of certain items that we are empowered to collect under Federal and State law in lieu unpaid debts. And furthermore we are contracted to serve upon you notice of eviction from these here premises, uh, forthwith.
Raif Bentley: You know, I'm not a violent man but I really do think I'm going to have to kill someone here.
John Henry Irons: I never could make the free-throws.
Misato Katsuragi: Shinji, this is your home now.
Father Stratton: You sold your soul.
Raphael: No, father, I sold my body. Like a whore.
Margaret Drummond: The will to survive is strong, stronger than anything.
Curtis Freley: Everyone who plays the game understands the rules.
Dalai Lama: I will liberate those not liberated. I will release those not released. I will relieve those unrelieved. And set living beings in nirvana.