Dracula: I have crossed oceans of time to find you.
Zorg: I don't like warriors. Too narrow-minded, no subtlety. And worse, they fight for hopeless causes. Honor? Huh! Honor's killed millions of people, it hasn't saved a single one. Tell you what I do like though. A killer. A dyed-in-the-wool killer. Cold blooded, clean, methodical and thorough.
Zorg: A case with four stones in it! Not one or two or three but four! Four stones! What the hell am I supposed to do with an empty case?
Aknot: We are warriors, not merchants.
Zorg: But you can still count. Look it's easy. Look at my fingers, four stones, four crates, zero stones, zero crates! Pack everything up we're outta here.
Aknot: [Mangalores raise their guns.] We risked our lives! I think a little compensation is in order.
Zorg: Oh, so you are merchants after all. Leave them one crate for the cause.
Father Vito Cornelius: You're a monster, Zorg.
Zorg: I know.
Mason Verger: I guess you wish now that you fed the rest of me to the dogs.
Hannibal Lecter: No Mason. No I much prefer you the way you are.
Mason Verger: Oh, coulda, woulda, should. I mean what do you think about the money?
Paul Krendler: Five.
Mason Verger: Oh, let's just toss it off like 'five'! Let's say it with the respect it deserves.
Paul Krendler: Five-hundred-thousand-dollars.
Mason Verger: Well, that's better, but not much. Will it work?
Paul Krendler: It'll work. Won't be pretty.
Mason Verger: What ever is?
Mason Verger: I have immunity from the Justice Department, and I have immunity from the Risen Jesus. And nobody beats the Riz.
Mason Verger: The good doctor approached me with a piece of broken mirror. "Try this,"
Hannibal Lecter: Try peeling off your face.
Mason Verger: " and feeding it to the dogs."
Clarice Starling: How did he end up at your house?
Mason Verger: I invited him of course... to my pied-à-terre. I came to the door in my nicest come-hither outfit. I was concerned... that he'd be afraid of me. But he didn't seem to be. Afraid of me. That's almost funny now.
Mason Verger: I might be able to get a cookie now, what do you think, Cordell?
Cordell Doemling: I think it would kill you.
Mason Verger: So what do ya think, Cordell? Does Lecter want to fuck her or kill her or eat or what?
Cordell Doemling: Probably all three, though I wouldn't want to predict in what order.
Mason Verger: It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Mason Verger: When the fox hears the rabbit scream he comes a-runnin'... but not to help.
Mason Verger: I guess now you wish you would've fed the rest of me to the dogs.
Hannibal Lecter: No, Mason, I much prefer you the way you are.
Mason Verger: Isn't it funny?
Clarice Starling: What's that?
Mason Verger: You can look at my face, but you shied when I said the name of God.
Mason Verger: Cordell, I think you can leave us now.
Cordell Doemling: I thought I might stay. Perhaps... I could be useful.
Mason Verger: You can be useful seeing about my lunch.
Mason Verger: Now that's entertainment.
Sirius Black: Brilliant, Snape. Once again you've put your keen and penetrating mind to the task and as usual come to the wrong conclusion.
Sirius Black: Sorry about the bite. I reckon that twinges a bit.
Ron: A bit? A bit? You almost tore my leg off!
Sirius Black: James suggested I made the change permanent. The tail I can live with, but the fleas...they're murder.
