Juan Antonio: Well, now that the day's almost over, is it reasonable of me to ask you if you'll both join me in my room?
Vicky: Oh, come on, I thought we'd settled that.
Cristina: Vicky's just trying to say that she's engaged to be married, that's all.
Juan Antonio: Great. Then these are her last days of freedom.
Vicky: No. Look, I'm not free. I'm committed. You know what my theory is? And when I drink, I get brutally frank. I think that you're still hurting from the failure of your marriage to Maria Elena, and you're trying to lose yourself in empty sex.
Juan Antonio: Empty sex? Do you have such a low opinion of yourself?
Kate: Sorry Mrs Kingsley, we just got a little bit carried away.
Mrs. Kingsley: Well as I understand, Drippy was totally carried away by Mr Nellis and Miss Rees-Withers - after lying in a pool of her own vomit.
Drippy: Actually, it was Kate's vomit, Mrs Kingsley - I was just lying in it.
Lincoln DeNeuf: The Devil is building his army. Max Payne is looking for something that God wants to stay hidden. That is what makes him more dangerous.
Delaney: What? Han Solo ain't never had no sex with Princess Leia in the Star War!
Nick: If anyone is getting raped in that van, it'll be a guy.
Livingston: There's no control in life. Wherever you go, wherever you hide, there's risk.
Eric: What is scary about commitment is that your life becomes real. It is not a plan, it is not what you had hoped for - it is real.
Ray Tierney: When we were kids, all we ever talked about was being cops.
Richard Nixon: I let them down. I let down my friends, I let down my country, and worst of all I let down our system of government, and the dreams of all those young people that ought to get into government but now they think; 'Oh it's all too corrupt and the rest'. Yeah... I let the American people down. And I'm gonna have to carry that burden with me for the rest of my life. My political life is over.
Harvey Milk: Without hope, life's not worth living.
Ben Schwartzwalder: I won't tell him he'll be the next Ernie Davis, because there'll never be another Ernie Davis.
Brandy: Now listen up. Life is the script, Noah. You're the writer of your own life. It's time to take control.
Eli: I'm twelve. But I've been twelve for a long time.
Narrator: How different things might have been for Ben had his nose-picking and day-dreaming been able to continue. Had he believed praise when he heard it, and had he decided, against all hope, to send his manuscript to Harper Collins.
Hazel: I'm okay.
Caden Cotard: I don't want you to be okay.
Guard at Liberty Gate: What were you doing out there?
Staff Sergeant William James: Visiting a whorehouse.
Guard at Liberty Gate: Okay. If I let you back in, will you tell me where it is exactly?
Driver: I envy you.
Charlie Bellow: As for the question of destiny... all I know is that even when destiny really wants to accomplish something, it can't do it alone. You still have to go to that restaurant. You still have to show up. You still have to build a bridge... to the one you love.
