Lina Mayfleet: Lizzie! Where'd you get that food?
Lizzie Bisco: All right. I got it from my boyfriend.
Lina Mayfleet: You don't have a boyfriend.
Lizzie Bisco: It's not official, but there's this guy who really likes me. He explores the storerooms, especially the ones on the edges. They're marked empty in the ledger, but they're not all empty. I'll give you a bite if you promise not to tell.
Freya: If you truly believe that you write the tale of your life, then the end is up to you.
The Silent Monk: Learn the form, but seek the formless. Hear the soundless. Learn it all, then forget it all. Learn The Way, then find your own way.
Frank Martin: Do I look like a man who came half-way across Europe to die on a bridge?
Jonathan Carnahan: Hey! You three-headed shape-shifting son-of-a-bitch!
Drover: We're not really used to...
Lady Sarah Ashley: A woman? I suppose you think I should be back in Darwin, at the church fete or a lady's whatever you call it. Well I will have you know, I am as capable as any man.
Drover: Guests. We're not used to guests is what I was about to say, but now that you mention it I happen to quite like the women of the outback.
Jonathan Brock: We had much in common, your husband and I. I found his ideas original and provocative. I just wish I'd gotten to know him better.
Martha Dennison: Me too.
Man-gil: The bounty on your head is 300 won.
Yoon Tae-goo: What? I'm only worth a piano?
Man-gil: A used one at that.
June Boatwright: Aw damn it to hell.