Frank Underwood: Truth be told, I never really knew my father, or what his dreams were. He was quiet, timid, almost invisible. My mother didn't think much of him, my mother's mother hated him. The man never scratched the surface of life. Maybe it's best he died so young, he wasn't doing much but taking up space. But that doesn't make for a very powerful eulogy, now does it?
Chapter 36 - S3-E10
Viktor Petrov: And you scale back missile defense, as we agreed to, twice already.
Frank Underwood: That's when we were making an entirely different deal.
Viktor Petrov: The main difference now is that we are both standing in the desert, and you can't leave with nothing to show but sand in your shoes.
Chapter 39 - S3-E13
Claire Underwood: We've been lying for a long time, Francis.
Francis Underwood: Of course we have, imagine what the voters would think if we started telling the truth.
Frank Underwood: I never make such big decisions so long after sunset and so far from dawn.
Prot: You know what I've learned about your planet? There's enough life on Earth to fill 50 planets. Plants, animals, people, fungi, viruses, all jostling to find their place, bouncing off each other, feeding off each other. Connected.
Dr. Mark Powell: You don't have that kind of connection on K-PAX?
Prot: Nobody wants, nobody needs. On K-PAX, when I'm gone, nobody misses me. There would be no reason to. And yet I sense that when I leave here... I will be missed. Yes. Strange feeling.
Prot: Doctor. Doctor. Doctor. Doctor. How many doctors are there on this planet?
Prot: Doctor... patient... curious distinction.
Dr. Mark Powell: Have a seat.
Prot: "Have a seat." What a curious expression.
Prot: I will admit the possibility that I am Robert Porter, if you will admit the possibility that I am from K-PAX. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a beam of light to catch.
Dr. Mark Powell: What would you say if I told you I think you're as human as I am?
Prot: I would say you're in need of a thorazine drip, Doctor.
Howie: You never gave me my third task. What's my third task?
Prot: To stay here, and be prepared for anything.
Prot: I travel light.
Prot: I shall miss Earth, it has great potential.
Prot: Do I smell apple pie?
Dr. Mark Powell: How do you know right from wrong?
Prot: Every being in the universe knows right from wrong, Mark.
Ed Exley: A hooker cut to look like Lana Turner is still a hooker.
Johnny Stampanato: Hey!
Ed Exley: She looks just like Lana Turner.
Jack Vincennes: She is Lana Turner.
Ed Exley: What?
Jack Vincennes: She IS Lana Turner.
Ed Exley: Why'd you become a cop?
Jack Vincennes: I don't remember.
David Gale: There once was a lesbian from Cancun/ who took a young man up to her room/ where they argued all night/ as to who had the right/ to do what and how much and to whom.
David Gale: Death is a gift.
Constance Harraway: Stop that.
David Gale: What?
Constance Harraway: Active listening, I hate active listeners. I always feel like they're to busy pretending to be listening to hear what I'm saying.
David Gale: I can listen and actively listen at the same time. I'm good at that.
