Mr. Rate: Would've been a bad job to take, though.
Nick Memphis: How come?
Mr. Rate: Whoever took that shot's probably dead now. That's how conspiracy works. Them boys on the grassy knoll, they were dead within three hours. Buried in the damn desert. Unmarked graves out past Terlingua.
Nick Memphis: And you know this for a fact?
Mr. Rate: Still got the shovel.
Sweeney Todd: [Holding up razor.] At last, my arm is complete again!
DS Andy Wainwright: You do know there are more guns in the country than there are in the city.
DS Andy Cartwright: Everyone and their mums is packin' round here!
Nicholas Angel: Like who?
DS Andy Wainwright: Farmers.
Nicholas Angel: Who else?
DS Andy Cartwright: Farmers' mums.
Charlie Prince: For a one-leg rancher... He's one tough son of a bitch.
Detective James Carter: Freeze, or I'll blow your ass cheeks off.
Matt Farrell: You just killed a helicopter with a car!
John McClane: I was out of bullets.
Erin Gruwell: Does anyone know Homer's the Odyssey?
Andre: I know Homer the Simpson.
Rusty Ryan: Are you all right?
Danny Ocean: Yeah, um, I just bit into a red pepper.
Rusty Ryan: Is that... Are you... Are you watching Oprah?
Robert Graysmith: Paul, are you okay?
Paul Avery: No... but thanks for asking.
Annie Newton: Nick, I wanted to do one good thing.
Nick Powell: You did, Annie. You did. You saved me. You saved me.
Sylvia Likens: She sacrificed me to protect her children, and she sacrificed her children to protect herself.
Dakota Moss: So my finger got cut off. But nobody did it. Who's going to believe that? Look at you. You don't even believe it.
Jerrod Pointer: Yeah, I do.
[Dakota scoffs.]
Dakota Moss: That's because I fucked you.
Robert Hanssen: Do you pray the Rosary every day?
Eric O'Neill: Not every day Sir, no.
Robert Hanssen: You should.
Ted Crawford: Knowledge is pain.