Jack: I like a good adventure.
Isabelle: I'm looking for an adventure of my own.
Jack: What are you running away from?
Princess Isabelle: Who says I'm running away from anything? Maybe I'm running towards something.
Nux: What a lovely day!
Nux: I live, I die, I live again.
Tyler: You don't think Chef is mad at me, do you?
Margot: Is that going to fit everyone?
Tyler: Yeah easily. Twelve customers total.
Margot: A night? How do they turn a profit?
Tyler: $1,250 a head. That's how.
Margot: You're fucking kidding, right? What are we eating, a Rolex?
Tyler: C'mon, let's not ruin this by talking price, yeah? Just go with the flow. (00:01:35)
Pvt. Matt Ocre: I'd love to say, 'I'm here to fight for freedom.' But honestly, I don't belong here.
Pvt. Matt Ocre: A war story can't be true unless it's got some shame attached to it.
Tony Stonem: My last best mate's Maxxie. He's a bit new, he's a bit cool, he's a bit gay.
R: This girl's dead. That guy's dead. That guy in the corner is definitely dead.
R: They call these guys Bonies. They don't bother us, much, but they'll eat anything with a heartbeat. I mean, I will too, but at least I'm conflicted about it.
Hank McCoy: You have no idea what I'd give to feel...
Raven Darkholme: Normal.
Hank McCoy: Are you sure we can't shave your head?
Professor Charles Xavier: Don't touch my hair!
Hank McCoy: Looks pretty messy out there.
Caleb Moore: I will see what I can do.
Flem Lever: Pray for rain.
Caleb Moore: That shit will put me out of business.
