Natasha Romanoff: Thor, report on the Hulk.
Thor: The gates of Hel are filled with the screams of his victims!
[Natasha glares at him while Bruce groans and puts his head in his hands.] Thor: But not the screams of the dead, of course. No, no... Wounded screams... Mainly whimpering, a great deal of complaining and tales of sprained deltoids and...gout.
Barbara: Movies and porn are different, Jon. They give awards for movies.
Don Jon: And they give awards for porn too.
Ashley Parker: Mom, I am not you! I'm not gonna get pregnant at 16. I'm not gonna stay here for the rest of my life and be a trailer trash sheriff.
Sheriff Sam Parker: Thanks for the flashback. I really didn't deserve that.
Dr. Ouelet: Hello Mira. I'm Dr. Ouelet. Do you remember anything about the attack?
The Major: What happened? I was... I was drowning. There was water.
Dr. Ouelet: That's right. You were on a boat, a refugee boat. It was sunk by terrorists.
The Major: Why can't I feel my body?
Dr. Ouelet: Mira, your body was damaged. We could not save that. Only your brain survived. We made you a new body. A synthetic shell. But your mind, your soul... your ghost. It's still in there.
Rebecca: Oh look, there he is.
Enid: As always.
Rebecca: Waiting for the bus that never comes.
Enid: I wonder if he's just totally insane, or he really thinks the bus is coming?
Rebecca: Why don't you just ask him?
Enid: Hi. What's your name?
Enid: Are you waiting for a bus?
Enid: I hate to tell you this, but they canceled this bus line two years ago. There are no more buses on this street.
Norman: You don't know what you're talking about.
Pieter: Don't get caught up in his world.
Griet: I may only be a maid, but I would never give in to Master Van Ruijven.
Pieter: I wasn't talking about Van Ruijven.