Emily: I can't just do whatever I want. There are rules.
Sean: Break the rules.
Brenda Hesson: There are all kinds of sons. Some are born to you, some just occur to you.
Adam: Up-top, they always win, And down-below, we always fail.
Dennis Dupree: This place is about to become a sea of sweat, ear-shattering music and puke.
Frances: Don't treat me like a three-hour brunch friend.
Joe: You know what this is like? Really just like high school, but instead of French homework, it's my dick.
Katie: Well, that's not true, because French was actually hard.
Mutant Leader: That a tickle?
Batman: That was a nerve bundle in your deltoid. Might not hurt, but you won't be moving that arm for a while.
Claude Garcia: But I love you.
Esther Artole: No. It's not me you love. It's an image. An image in your head.