Alfred Kinsey: Everybody's sin is nobody's sin, and everybody's crime is no crime at all.
Mrs. Sedley: I thought her a mere social climber, but now I see she's a mountineer.
Rex Harper: Hey. I'll be out in a week. Just another great story for Rex Harper.
Detective Burton: Yeah, in a week you'll be somebody's wife. Let's go.
Neil: You called me your fucking... angel.
The Duke: Don't you fucking talk to me like I'm some kind of mug. Don't you fucking talk to me like that.
XXXX: Duke, don't take this personally. It's business. Now, you want to know how much these pills are worth?
The Duke: Yes. Fucking. Please.
XXXX: Now just because you pay a fiver a pop down the local cattle market, don't, for fuck's sake, think these pills are worth millions. They're not. We've got to find someone to buy these pills and they've got to split them into parcels, of say 100,000. They've got to find these people. It's hard work.
The Duke: Oh, you'd give a fucking aspirin a headache pal.
Clément Mathieu: Never say never. Something's always worth trying.
[A big grizzly bear has just appeared from the forest and is standing right in front of Tom, Dan and Jerry.]
Dan: What are you doing?
Jerry: I'm taking off my shoes.
Dan: Why?
Jerry: Because I run faster with no shoes.
Dan: You can't outrun that bear.
Jerry: I don't have to outrun the bear. I just have to outrun you.
Melinda: I was just rubbing this lamp hoping to change my life.
Ellis Moonsong: Well, I believe in magic. In the end I think it's the only thing that can save us.
Celine: You can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details.
Aidan McRory: Forgive me. Forgive me.
Ray Charles: You told me to find my own voice.
Alexa 'Lex' Woods: How do you say "scared shitless" in Italian?
Sebastian de Rosa: Non vedo l'ora di uscire da questo piramide con te, perché mi sto cagando addosso. More or less.
Ramón Sampedro: When you can't escape, and you constantly rely on everyone else, you learn to cry by smiling, you know?
Coralie Warshaw: A man is only a man when he can be who he is wherever he is.
Pamela Landy: You wanna to go home? Find Jason Bourne.
Customer Muhammed: Terri... what you need is a real man. A Muslim man.
Samuel Bicke: What about my rights?
Bonny Simmons: You got a right to be mad.
Lenny Richter: Why does it always have to be the 12th floor? Why can't they be on the 4th?
Togusa: How great is the sum of thy thoughts? If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand.
Bateau: Psalms 139, Old Testament. The way you spout these spontaneous exotic references, I'd say your own external memory's pretty twisted.
Samantha Mackenzie: All I want is normal, Mia.