Agent Lowry: If the intelligence community is a family, think of us as the uncle no one talks about.
Dr. Jonas: There he goes! Open the goddamn gate! Open the gate.
Redheaded Nurse: No! And you watch your language.
Flip: FBI, lady, open the damn door.
Jerry Fletcher: Love gives you wings. It makes you fly. I don't even call it love. I call it Geronimo. When you're in love, you'll jump right from the top of the Empire State and you won't care, screaming "Geronimo" the whole way down. I love her so bad, I just... whoa, she wrecks me. I'd die for her.
Jerry Fletcher: A good conspiracy is unprovable. I mean, if you can prove it, it means they screwed up somewhere along the line.
Jerry: David Berkowitz, Ted Bundy, Richard Speck.
Alice: What about them?
Jerry: Serial killers. Serial killers only have two names. You ever notice that? But lone gunmen assassins, they always have three names. John Wilkes Booth, Lee Harvey Oswald, Mark David Chapman.
Alice: John Hinckley. He shot Reagan. He only has two names.
Jerry: Yeah, but he only just shot Reagan. Reagan didn't die. If Reagan had died, I'm pretty sure we probably would all know what John Hinckley's middle name was.
Alice Sutton: If you could remember who stabbed you with the wheelchair, and where it happened it would really help.