Uncle Vernon: And Dudley, you will be?
Dudley Dursley: I'll be waiting to open the door.
Uncle Vernon: Excellent. And you?
Harry: I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist.
Sister Madeline: If we can create this life with what imagination, why not the next?
Elvis: Uh, Mr. President... You're on the floor.
JFK: No shit?
Meg: Open the door so I can give her the shot.
Burnham: If we open the door you'll shoot us.
Meg: So give her the shot yourself.
Iris Hineman: If the unintended consequences of a series of genetic mistakes and science gone haywire can be called 'invention', then yes, I invented Precrime. (00:57:50)
Jason Bourne: How could I forget about you? You're the only person I know.
Dr. Scott: You don't want to hurt anyone.
Samara Morgan: But I do, and I'm sorry. It won't stop. Everyone will suffer.
Shaggy: Sit grandma, bad grandma, don't eat the kitty.
Indrid Cold: Mary Klein cannot be found by looking. You will see her in time.
Emery: Where are Nick and Cathy, they should've been back by now. Why'd she have to go off on her own, anyway? That was extremely stupid.
Sy Parrish: And if these pictures have anything important to say to future generations, it's this: I was here. I existed. I was young, I was happy, and someone cared enough about me in this world to take my picture.
Catherine: Suzon, I forgot one thing. I heard a strange sound. I looked through Augustine's keyhole, and I saw her standing at the mirror with something shiny. I thought nothing of it, but now I'm sure she was sharpening a knife.
Augustine: You liar! I was holding my mother-of-pearl comb and cleaning it.
Gaby: At 3:00 am?
Augustine: Combs never sleep.
Lewis Bartholomew: We want that money back, Mrs. Lambert.
Regina Lambert: I don't have it.
Lewis Bartholomew: Oh yes, you do. You have it. You just don't know you've got it.
Jerry Whitehall: Sixty thousand, six hundred and fifty-nine rooms? Christ.
Kate Filmore: This place must be huge.
Mrs. Paley: Oh, yes, yes. In a hypercube, there could be 60 million rooms.
Samantha Harper: You're thinking about the cop, aren't you?
Katie Burke: Maybe.
Samantha Harper: Okay, visualize this with me. You're down in New York consulting with Lou Gerstner or the head of GE telling them how to buy South American countries but on the weekends, you fly back up here to hang out with the cop, do cop things, maybe go to cop mixers.
Katie Burke: I like the cop.
Samantha Harper: Yeah, um, I can see that.
Medical Examiner: Give me a break, I had to jerk off twice this morning just to get my heart started.
Snow: How much sleep ya need, Kelvin?
Chris Kelvin: How much sleep?
Snow: Yeah. Um, how long ya think you can go without sleep?
Chris Kelvin: Depends.
Snow: Well, when you do go to sleep... I find I sleep much better with the door locked.
Marcus: Who are you?
Mourad: Who am I? Until proof of the contrary, I can be your best friend.