Lois Einhorn: Listen, pet dick. How would you like me to make your life a living hell?
Ace Ventura: Well, I'm not really ready for a relationship, Lois, but thank you for asking. Hey, maybe I'll give you a call sometime. Your number's still 911? All righty then.
Lois Einhorn: Ventura, when I get out of that bathroom, you'd better be gone!
Ace Ventura: Is it number one or number two? I just want to know how much time I have.
Lois Einhorn: What the hell is he doing here?
Ace Ventura: I came to confess. I was the second gunman on the grassy knoll.
Rachael: It seems you feel our work is not a benefit to the public.
Rick Deckard: Replicants are like any other machine: they're either a benefit or a hazard. If they're a benefit it's not my problem.
Tom Farrell: Let's get out of here.
Susan Atwell: My date's not going to like that much. But what the hell, his wife will be delighted.
Susan Atwell: I'll call you later tonight.
Tom Farrell: I'll wait by the phone.
Susan Atwell: It's David Brice, Secretary of Defense. Satisfied?
Tom Farrell: You know I work for Brice?
Susan Atwell: I guess that makes two of us.
Susan Atwell: Are you one of them?
Tom Farrell: One of what?
Susan Atwell: These hypocrites. All posh and shiny getting ready for four more years of ramming it to the rest of us.
Tom Farrell: You're pretty cynical.
Susan Atwell: Adequate to the occasion.
