Narrator: You don't have to be a brain surgeon to operate on the brain.
Vic: George, I'd like to congratulate you.
George: We don't know yet if my mom is going to jail.
Vic: I meant your daughter going to college.
Jack Malone: According to the groom, she was an angel.
Martin: I guess love is blind. And deaf. And very, very dumb.
Jack Malone: Spoken like a true romantic.
Aurelia: If you marry Cinna's daughter you will be identified with the popular party whether you wish or not.
Caesar: I wish it.
Aurelia: They are not our people.
Cousin: You wish to join with farmers and hagglers and beggars?
Caesar: Our family itself did not exactly drop straight out of Jupiter's ass.