Melissa: God, his hand. What happened?
Richie: You mean The Claw?
Tye: Leprosy.
Richie: I heard chihuahua attack.
Nicholas: They are vertically intergrated, they're.
Det. Ricardo Tubbs: You mean they walk around with constant erections?
Nicholas: No, they farm, process, produce, export.
Det. Ricardo Tubbs: I know what it means.
Stephen: People know the truth, they may not like it, or want to know it, but-, but they always know.
Stephen: Lie and you will lose her.
Mikal: Where are you going?
Eugene: East-ish.
Mikal: East-ish?
Rachel Carlson: Why is it everyone paints their boats the exact same color as their houses?
Angus McCulloch: Well, that's actually a tradition here. The wife needs to be able to look out on the water and know her husband's okay.
Rachel Carlson: That's very romantic.
Angus McCulloch: And we also get a tax-break on the paint, which is also very romantic.
Small Deformed Child: Mister, will you play with us?
Makoto Konno: When I'm not lucky, I'm really not, but I usually am, so it balances out.
Roy Washburn: What were you doing at 100 miles per hour?
Catherine Tramell: He was making me cum. And it was 110. We must've hit a pothole.
Roy Washburn: Kevin Franks died. You don't seem very worried.
Catherine Tramell: I'm devastated... I may never cum again.
Boatyard Woman: Guys who drink Kahlua and cream are not power guys, honey.
Owen Davian: We've implanted an explosive charge in your head. Does that sound familiar?
Cassie Munro: Mom, some idiot just parked this ugly RV outside our house.
Jamie Munro: What?
Cassie Munro: Oh, my God, it's your husband.
Lorenzo Council: Kiss my ass, brotherfucker.
Yakuza: There's an old saying - For want of a nail...the horseshoe was lost. For want of a horseshoe, the steed was lost. For want of a steed...the message was not delivered. For want of an undelivered message...the war was lost.
Stranger on the phone: What are you wearing?
Jill: Combat boots and a parka you jerk, now who is this?
Gary: Please don't touch my ruffles. Put that one back.
Fairy Godmother: Time to get your prince, my dear Mozzarella.
Ella: It's Cinderella.
Fairy Godmother: Really? Why'd you change it?
Marcus: I know what you have done, Selene.
Selene: Viktor deserved his fate. And Kraven was no better.
Marcus: Kraven has already reaped the rewards of his own misdeeds. And yes, Viktor deserved his fate, many times over. A terrible business, the slaying of your mortal family. Yet so much effort was spent to conceal this matter from me. What do you suppose Viktor had to hide? Or perhaps it is you Selene, as the last of your wretched family, who has something to hide?
Ryuuk: Who the hell told you you could lean on me?
Commander Fredericks: Why, Charles? You look like the devil himself.