James McKay: Welcome to the asshole of Los Angeles.
Dale: Kike-nosed, Mongoloid, Piece of Shit.
Extra: That's the guy they sent here to fuck us.
Nellie LaRoy: Let 'em know that I got here on my terms, not theirs. And when I'm done I'm gonna dance my ass off into the night. And they'll know - everyone will fucking know - that they could never control one goddamn fucking thing.
Nellie LaRoy: I'll just let you get on with fucking your cousins.
Elinor St. John: Ever notice that when a house burns down, it's the cockroaches that survive?
Director (Wallach's Party): Oh God, please forgive us! You sent us this beautiful light and we're squandering it.
Manny Torres: I'm not used to these kind of people.
Jimmy: They're no worse than movie people.
Robert Roy: First you have to assume the pose of the mongoose.
Nellie LaRoy: It's written in the stars. I am a star.
Jack Conrad: I'm not asking you to fuck him, just make him feel special.
Elinor St. John: Oh why do I bother? Look at these idiots! I knew Proust, you know.
Jack Conrad: I had a good run, didn't I?
Nellie LaRoy: Hello, college.
Kingpin: OK, so there's this 10 year old kid and he's a prodigy. Good with words, plays piano, recites Lincoln. But the twist is, he's a 50 year old midget! The joke's on us.
Manny Torres: That is good.
Jack Conrad: And then he says: "Frankly Scarlett, you're a cunt." Type it.
