Denis: Like Godzilla says to Mothra man, let's go eat some place.
Moza: Good evening, a table for one?
Cuenca: I see you're good at math.
Mary Bee Cuddy: You are a poor specimen of a man, Vester Belknap.
Julian: I feel... Vulnerable.
Abel Morales: Good... Because you are vulnerable. We all are.
Connor: Hope's a necessity where I come from.
Max Simkin: Hey, Ma, let me ask you somethin'. You ever wish you were somebody else?
Sarah Simkin: No. I'm your mother. That's all I ever wanted to be.
Max Simkin: But... if you could do whatever you wanted to do, what would it be?
Sarah Simkin: Um... Have dinner with your father. That would be nice.
Carl Wilson: Paul McCartney called "God Only Knows" the greatest song ever written.
Sheriff McDowell: The logging barons always cry "jobs" and "free enterprise," but the truth is, you barely pay enough to put food on the table.
Pemberton: Oh, we pay more than any job these men can get, and that's why there's a line fifty-deep every time there's an opening.
Sheriff McDowell: Openings? Yes, you always have openings, don't you, Mr. Pemberton? Because your camps have killed more men than the war between the States.
Vera Brittain: At college, more than anywhere else, one was likely to make the friendships that supported one through life.
Tom Egan: Another one of my jobs is damage assessment. Which is our way of saying counting the dead. Which is not as easy as it sounds. Beacause a lot of times the bodies are in so small pieces.
Nolan Mack: People leave, you know? But for some people, it just doesn't seem fair.
Delarue: I underestimated you, soldier. You may have killed all my men, but you sure as hell.
Jay Wheeler: Whats the matter?
Daisy Kensington: You're standing on my toes.
JR: Here's some proof that the bonobos aren't dying out.
Apa: If you can't beat them at their game, beat them at yours.
Alice Klieg: This morning I woke up and there was a pubic hair on my pillow shaped like a question mark. And it really got me thinking of unanswered questions, like all the times in my life when I was supposed to feel something but I felt nothing and all the other times in my life where I wasn't supposed to feel anything but I felt too much and the people around me weren't really ready for all of my feelings.
Bette Altmann: Henry, what's going on?
Henry Altmann: We have to have sex, immediately! I don't have a lot of time.