Claire: What was that thing you said about Einstein in there?
Raffi: Einstein called time a stubbornly persistant illusion.
Claire: Whats that even mean.
Raffi: Time doesn't go from January to December, or from noon to midnight. You know we all just make it that way in our heads.
Claire: That's absurd! Try telling that to a person who's an hour late to a wedding, or that's just been sentenced to 20 years in jail.
Raffi: Or someone fighting the baby clock.
Mermagen: D'you know, without your glasses, you don't look half bad.
Hester Wallace: Do you know, without my glasses, nor do you?
Tom Jericho: That makes me feel really stupid.
Hester Wallace: You're not the one with the Kestrel intercepts stuffed down your knickers.
Jack Llewelyn Davies: My name be Nibs the Cutthroat, feared by man and greatly desired by the ladies.
Sylvia Llewelyn Davies: Jack.
Roddy: Will you please tell these people I'm not involved in this?
Rita: Fine. All right, all right, listen up. This gentleman, he's not from around here.
Roddy: Thank you.
Rita: Just look how nicely he's dressed.
Roddy: Ah, thank you.
Rita: And why? Because he's an international jewel thief.
Roddy: Precisely... What? No, no.
Pauline Parker: Oh, I wish James Mason would do a religious picture! He'd be perfect as Jesus.
Juliet Hulme: Daddy says the Bible's a load of bunkum.
Pauline Parker: But we're all going to heaven?
Juliet Hulme: I'M not! I'M going to The Fourth World... it's sort of like heaven. Only better, because there aren't any Christians.
Iris: Arthur, I've been going to a therapist for three years and she's never explained anything to me that well. That was brilliant. Brutal, but brilliant.