Detective Inspector Black: Do you want to know my opinion of the newspapers?
Andrew Wyke: What?
Detective Inspector Black: Journalists are a bunch of prick-teasing cocksuckers.
Andrew Wyke: No.
Detective Inspector Black: That's right.
Andrew Wyke: I'm sorry, but isn't that a contradiction in terms?
Andrew Wyke: Is it?
L. C. Cheever: You got it backwards kid. You play cards the way you should lead your life. And you lead your life the way you should play cards.
Lady Murasaki: They will call it murder.
Hannibal Lecter: At worst a crime of passion.
Dex: You don't look happy. Mind if I call you "Groucho"?
Andrew 'Andy' Hanson: No, I don't mind.
Sandra: You should never ever wish anyone dead. What if it became true?
Sugarman: I have seen him this crazy since his mother died.
Benji McGarvie: That's not "crazy," Mr. Sugarman. That's love.
Jude: You know, saying 'cause of peace', it's like saying, 'hunk of butter', you know, I don't want you to listen to anybody who wants you to believe is dedicated to the hunk and not the butter.
Reporter: I'm not sure I follow.
Jude: You know, I didn't come out of some cereal box. There's no-one out there who's gonna be converted by a song.
Will: O my God, I've come to say thank you for your love today. Thank you for my family and all the friends you give to me. Guard me in the dark of night, and in the morning, send your light. Amen.
Pathfinder: You have become the Pathfinder for the Dragon People. Good.
Ghost: I'm dying.
Pathfinder: Don't complain to me about it.
Maps: Just remember Misty, no matter what, you're still a December boy.
Viola Frye: He didn't kill me. He killed who I was.
Rachel: We can all survive Simon, you just don't have to look so damn sad doing it.
Shelly Barnes: Just don't ask me to marry you again.
Dr. Jack Gramm: Why not? We're perfect for each other.
Shelly Barnes: Yeah, yeah... except I'm a lesbian and you're a commitment-phobe.
Dr. Jack Gramm: That's why we're perfect.
Mariane Pearl: And kidnappers - their point is to terrorize people. But I am not terrorized, and you can't be terrorized.
Minister Tormer: There's not enough.
Avner Less: Enough what?
Minister Tormer: Enough hard evidence that his lawyer can't chip away at in court, or get him extradited to Germany. There's no death penalty in Germany. Which is ironic.
Richard Langley: Whoever in this room who knows what goes on in the mind of the person who sleeps next to you... please, raise your hand... I know you can't, not honestly.
Jack: This isn't Paris. This is hell.
Dr. Jonathan Neyer: Clayton, this time next year, I will be surgeon general, I write text books on this procedure.
Clay Beresford: Really, that's, that's great, I sure hope you've read em Jack.
Ram Shankar Nikumbh: Lf you fancy racing, breed racehorses, dammit, not children.