Iris Hineman: If the unintended consequences of a series of genetic mistakes and science gone haywire can be called 'invention', then yes, I invented Precrime. (00:57:50)
Dr. Iris Hineman: Sometimes, in order to see the light, you have to risk the dark.
John Anderton: I'm not being set up. I really am going to kill this man.
John Anderton: Don't you ever say his name.
John Anderton: I have to know. I have to find out what happened to my life.
Danny Witwer: He came to see you the other day right before he was tagged. What did you talk about?
Lamar Burgess: The Mets. John doesn't think they have a deep enough pitching roster this year, and I'm inclined to.
Danny Witwer: Why are you protecting him?
Agatha: Is it now?
John Anderton: He set me up. He set me up.
John Anderton: There hasn't been a murder in six years. The system, it is perfect.
Dr. Iris Hineman: Find the minority report.
John Anderton: How do I even know which one has it?
Dr. Iris Hineman: It's always in the more gifted of the three.
John Anderton: Which one is it?
Dr. Iris Hineman: The female.
John Anderton: Any contractions?
Casey: Only the ones you give me.
Wally the Caretaker: I like you chief, you've always been nice to me. I'll give you two minutes before I hit the alarm.
Agatha: You can choose.
John Anderton: That's all, huh? Just walk right into Precrime, go in the Temple, somehow tap into these Precogs, and then download this Minority Report.
Dr. Iris Hineman: If you have one.
John Anderton: And then walk out.
Dr. Iris Hineman: Actually, I think you'll have to run out, but yes, that is what you have to do.
John Anderton: Mr. Marks, by mandate of the District of Columbia Precrime Division, I'm placing you under arrest for the future murder of Sarah Marks and Donald Dubin that was to take place today, April 22 at 0800 hours and four minutes.
Officer Fletcher: John, don't run.
John Anderton: You don't have to chase me.
John Anderton: Why should I trust you?
Dr. Iris Hineman: You shouldn't. You shouldn't trust anyone. Certainly not the Attorney General who just wants it all for himself, and not the young Federal agent, who wants your job. Not even the old man who just wants to hold on to what he created. Don't trust anyone. Just find the Minority Report.
Agatha: I'm sorry, John, but you're going to have to run again.