John Proctor: It is not on a boat we'll meet again Abigail, but in hell.
Elizabeth: It needs a cold wife to prompt lechery.
Martha Corey: I, sir, am innocent to a witch. I know not what a witch is.
Judge Hathorne: If you know not what a witch is, how do you know you are not one?
Reverend Parris: Why did Goody Proctor discharge you from her service?
Abigail Williams: Because I refused to be her slave.
Reverend Parris: I have heard said that John Proctor and you.
Abigail Williams: My name is good in the village! Elizabeth Proctor is an envious, gossipy liar.
Abigail Williams: A women comes to my bed every night now and tears out my eyes.
Judge Danforth: Can you make out who she may be?
Abigail Williams: I believe she be Reverend John Hale's wife sir.
Judge Danforth: You must be mistaken my child. The wife of a minister be unlikely.
Abigail Williams: Satan may reach anyone sir.
Judge Sewall: Absolutely no one in the world is safe? Is that your meaning?
Judge Danforth: You are mistaken child. Understand me?
John Proctor: I say - I say - God is dead.
Judge Danforth: To your knowledge, has John Proctor committed the crime of lechery? Answer my question! Is your husband an adulterer?
Elizabeth: No sir.
Judge Danforth: Remove her, Marshal.
John Proctor: Elizabeth, I have confessed it.
Elizabeth: Oh, God.
John Proctor: Elizabeth, your justice would freeze beer.
John Proctor: Show honor now, show them a stony heart and sink them with it.
John Proctor: Go to bed, Mary.
Mary Warren: I'll not be ordered to bed anymore, Mr. Proctor. I am 18 now and a woman... however single.
John Proctor: If you wish to sit up, then sit up.
Mary Warren: I wish to go to bed.
John Proctor: Good night, then.
Mary Warren: Good night.
Elizabeth: Question Abigail Williams about the gospel, not myself.
Abigail: Let you beware, Mr. Danforth. Do you think yourself so mighty the Devil may not turn your wits?
John Proctor: Whore! How do you call heaven?
Judge Danforth: If you do not give me his name, I will have you arrested for contempt of court.
Giles Corey: This is a hearing. You cannot arrest me for contempt of a hearing.
John Proctor: You bring down heaven and raise up a whore.
John Proctor: These are heavy books.
Rev. John Hale: Well, they should be. They're weighted with authority.
Giles Corey: A fart on Thomas Putnam.
