Duncan: Lots of people get lost in Saltburn.
Oliver Quick: You don't need to be told, do you? You already know. You're just turning the handle on a jack-in-a-box. Just walking towards the end of the world. Knowing that any second the ground is going to fall away. It was the end of everything.
Oliver Quick: Felix, can I talk to you for a second? You can't ignore me forever.
Felix Catton: I can try.
Oliver Quick: Felix, we need to talk. Felix, come on!
Felix Catton: Look, man, I tried to be nice but can you fuck off and bother somebody else?
Venetia Catton: Stranger-fucking-danger.
Venetia Catton: I don't think you're a spider, you're a moth. Quiet, harmless, drawn to shiny things, banging up against a window, and begging to get in.
Sir James Catton: The words are on the screen! That's the best part.
Oliver Quick: I'm sorry my performance wasn't good enough.
Farleigh Start: Fuck, chuck or marry: Richard III, Henry VII or Henry VIII? You know, I think I'd fuck Richard III. He's so insecure, so you know he'd put in the work, right?
Oliver Quick: Or you could just fuck me.
Oliver Quick: Is there really ever such a thing as an accident, Elspeth? I don't know. Accidents are for people like you. For the rest of us, there's work. And unlike you, I actually know how to work.
Elspeth Catton: Oliver, I have a complete and utter horror of ugliness. Ever since I was a child. I don't know why.
Felix Catton: Maybe because you're a terrible person.
Felix Catton: I don't know what you are but I do know you. You make my fucking blood run cold.
Sir James Catton: Eat the bloody pie!
Felix Catton: The maids all report back to Mum, by the way. So I hope you didn't pack anything scandalous.
Oliver Quick: Just my old boxers.
Felix Catton: Oh, no, they're used to that. Don't worry. Duncan will be thrilled.
