Nicholas Hathaway: We're in.
Carol Barrett: You can call me "chica" any time you want.
Chen Lien: I'm sorry for what happened to you.
Nicholas Hathaway: Well, don't be. I'm not fishing for sympathy, here. I did the crime, I'm doing the time. Time isn't doing me.
Chen Lien: What's that mean?
Nicholas Hathaway: I do my own time, not the institution's. See, to hold on to who you are in there, you dedicate yourself to your program. You work out on your body and your mind.
Sadak: Some times I wake up in the morning and I don't even know who I am. Where I am. In what country. And you know me?
Nicholas Hathaway: I know you, and you're about money, because it's your scoreboard in the virtual world.
Nicholas Hathaway: The real hit is still to come.
Curt: Read the Gurovsky; it's way more interesting and Bennet doesn't know it by heart so he'll think you're insightful. And you have no pants.
Marty: Okay, my turn! Jules!
Jules: Mmm?
Marty: Truth or dare?
Jules: Let's go dare.
Marty: I dare you, to make out with...
Curt: Please say Dana. Please say Dana. Please say Dana.
Marty: That moose, over there.
Dana: Um, Marty? Have you ever seen a moose before?
Marty: Whatever that mysterious beast is?
Curt: It's a wolf.
Holden: That's a wolf.
Ovi Mahajan: You don't look like a Tyler.
Tyler Rake: No? What I look like?
Ovi Mahajan: A Brad.
Ovi Mahajan: You hit him with a truck.
Tyler Rake: Yep.
Kevin: Can I bring my cat to work? He has terrible anxiety problems.
Abby Yates: Oh, I'd love to let you bring your cat to work, but I have a terrible cat allergy.
Kevin: I don't have a cat. He's a dog. His name is My Cat.
Abby Yates: You named your dog My Cat?
Kevin: Mike Hat.
Erin Gilbert: First name Mike, last name Hat?
Kevin: Well, his full name is Michael Hat.
The Huntsman: Whoever gets in there will be unstoppable.
Ravenna: Are you ready huntsman?
The Huntsman: Aye.
Owen Chase: To return to port without a single barrel of oil would be a mistake, sir. And not behoove a man whose name is Pollard. Or Chase, for that matter. And the best thing for both of us would be to work all hours Gods sends us, fill this ship with oil and be home inside a year and rid of one another as quickly as possible. Trust me, I am every bit as desirous of that as you.
Owen Chase: Benjamin, what are you doing?
Benjamin Lawrence: He's dead. Putting him overboard, sir.
Owen Chase: Look at me. Look at me, Benjamin. No right-minded sailor discards what might yet save him.
Agent H: You've never been in love, have you? I'm not making fun. I'm genuinely asking. You've never once abandoned logic for passion?
Agent M: Heh. No, I haven't. Passion is unstable, and logic is constant. Yeah. Physical attraction is nothing more than chemical reactions in your brain. Can't trust them. They're not real.
Agent H: Isn't the whole universe a chemical reaction? Pretty sure you can trust that. Feels pretty real.
Pawny: That's actually kind of deep.
Jed Eckert: Even the tiniest flea can drive a big dog crazy.
Jed Eckert: When I was overseas we were the good guys. We enforced order. Well, now? We're the bad guys, and we create chaos.
Jed Eckert: You fucked with the wrong family.
James Hunt: The closer you are to death, the more alive you feel. It's a wonderful way to live. It's the only way to drive.
