Gust Avrakotos: You know, me and three other guys are killing Russians. Is it possible that I met the only elected official in town who can help me?
Billy: Let's carve a scary face this time.
Sylvester: Payback's a bitch, ain't it?
Zeke: I'll see you at Nationals.
Sylvester: Yes you will.
Detective Inspector Black: Do you want to know my opinion of the newspapers?
Andrew Wyke: What?
Detective Inspector Black: Journalists are a bunch of prick-teasing cocksuckers.
Andrew Wyke: No.
Detective Inspector Black: That's right.
Andrew Wyke: I'm sorry, but isn't that a contradiction in terms?
Andrew Wyke: Is it?
Walter Lewis: You get that right and I'll feed you paedophiles, dealers, bullies, junkies, scum, cunts, dogs... the lot.
Wizard: Can't you see it? Wizard productions presents the number one heat wave: august rush.
August Rush: Yeah! Me! That's me.
Feng: Ladies and Gentlemen. Athletes. I bid you Toodles.
Billy Darly: Look at you. You look like one of us. Look what I made you.
Aurora: Seeing is not believing. It's the other way around. Believe, and you will see.
Cam Wexler: Shit! Shit shit shit... pardon my French.
Charlie: I speak a little French and that sounded like "shit."
Sylvia Likens: She sacrificed me to protect her children, and she sacrificed her children to protect herself.
Dr. Samuel Loomis: I really don't know what else to say, Michael. You haven't said a word for fifteen years! Christ, that's a lifetime. That's nearly twice as long as my first marriage. Wow. It's strange, Michael. In a weird way you've become like... like my best friend. Huh! That just shows you how fucked up my life is. I've done all I possibly can for you, so I'm sorry to tell you that this is going to be my last day. Michael, I have to move on. I'm sorry.
Sandra: Tea can do many things, Jane, but it can't bring back the dead.
Thomas: How could you kill a poor, defenseless animal? Angela! You're really starting to piss me off.
Steven Johnson: You know what? This crocodile's like O.J. Simpson. He messed up when he killed that white woman.
Pinbacker: At the end of time, a moment will come when just one man remains. Then the moment will pass. Man will be gone. There will be nothing to show that we were ever here... But stardust.
Trina: I'm sure she's fine.
Angela: Trick, was anybody talking to you?
Trina: Trick?
Angela: Yes, trick. As in slut, whore, tramp. You don't know your name?
Roscoe Lee Browne: Here's what Jane really said.
Jane F.: You think you're so... uhmm... uhh... jesus! Then you go on and on and on about this and that and all this other bullshit! And all I gotta say is fuck MAN! This situation is totally fucked! With a capital! I mean... Have you ever... Do you like even... DO you? You tell your people that.