Benjamin Button: For what it's worth, it's never too late, or in my case too early, to be whoever you want to be. There's no time limit... Start whenever you want... You can change or stay the same. There are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that stop you. I hope you feel things that you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life that you're proud of and if you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
Turk: Do you like poetry?
Charles Randall: Yeah, I do. Roses are red, violets are blue. I wanna poke your fucking eyes out with my dick, you fuck.
[Seeing Beth's building badly damaged, leaning against another tower.]
Hud: Please tell me she lives on the ground floor.
Rob Hawkins: 37th.
Hud: Shit.
Father Brendan Flynn: I can fight you.
Sister Aloysius Beauvier: You will lose.
Jigsaw: Hello, Agent Strahm. If you're hearing this, then you've finally found what you've been looking for. But is the discovery of my body enough? Or will your insatiable hunger to uncover the truth push you deeper into the abyss? Heed my warning: do not proceed. For this room can either be you sanctuary, or it can be your grave. The choice is yours.
Agent Strahm: Fuck you.
Scott Percival: The door closed behind me.
Christine Collins: Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.
Fox Mulder: I can feel you thinking.
Dana Scully: I'm sorry. I can't sleep.
Fox Mulder: Actually, I have a little something for that.
Dana Scully: Just a little something?
Fox Mulder: Thank you.
Miss Bond: I'm sorry. We were trying to be like Robin Hood - you know, steal from the rich to give to the poor. But... really, all we were doing was stealing from the rich... and the poor... and keeping it for ourselves. That's what we did, really.
Elliot Moore: Can this really be happening?
Sam Landis: Let me guess. You finally want to start that boy band you've been dreaming about.
Principal Jared T. Kirkpatrick: Landis, do I come down to the strip club where you work and knock the dick out of your mouth? Against the wall. You're late.