Justin: Good thing you don't need a license to drive a Zord.
Carlos the Jackal: Who are you?
Annibal Ramirez: I'm you, motherfucker.
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.
Orin Hanner Sr.: You're violating my constitutional rights.
Jack Taggert: Mr. Hanner, I promise you, as sure as you stand here now, I'm gonna show you a new meaning to the word "violation."
Raif Bentley: You know, I'm not a violent man but I really do think I'm going to have to kill someone here.
Shen Yuelin: You come from a country where the infant mortality rate is higher than ours.
Jack Moore: The reason you know that is we don't delete the records.
Sister Ann: Who are you?
The Runaway: A tool.
Curtis Freley: Everyone who plays the game understands the rules.
Chris 'Q' Todd: One word: forget it.