Camille Claudel: You're wrong to think it's about you. You're a sculptor, Rodin, not a sculpture. You ought to know. I am that old woman with nothing on her bones. And the aging young girl... that's also me. And the man is me too. Not you. I gave him my toughness. He gave me his emptiness in return. There you are... three times me. The Holy Trinity, trinity of emptiness.
Marielle Duchamp: The way Dr. Schoonbacher spoke of you, it was as though you could walk on water! Now I know why. Shit floats.
The Creature: Wherever there is imagination... I will dwell.
Tara: They are gardeners and carpenters, they are not tomato men.
Salvano: This maniac should be wearing a number, not a badge.
Donald Blake: Look, David, I don't want to know why you're not using your real name or why you want people to think you're dead, and I don't care. Well, that's not true really. I'm curious as hell, but I'm not going to ask or try to find out. That's your business and it's going to stay that way.
Tatsuo Kusakabe: Trees and people used to be good friends. I saw that tree and decided to buy the house. Hope Mom likes it too. Okay, let's pay our respects then get home for lunch.
The Tall Man: You think that when you die, you go to Heaven. You come to us.
Ty Webb: You know I'm always shooting myself with one of those poison-dipped, crossbow darts. I don't know why they don't put a warning on those things.
Farmer Gene Green: Where's the dang ticket booth?
Colonel: This is our coordinator, Maj. Murphy Black. Multi-decorated field officer, better known as "Killzone."
Mascher: Why do they have nicknames?
Colonel: You should know what the group is called. "BAM."
Mascher: BAM?
Colonel: Big Ass Motherfuckers.
Sgt. Major Ross Maclure: You open your mouth one more time, and I'll shove your head so far up your ass, you'll be talking out of your armpit.
Sinclair: Man, if we get outta this thing, I want you to come to the States. I'll show you some stuff that you'll never believe.
Vodovsky: No way, my friend. I'm told in the States they shoot Communists in the streets.
Sinclair: Hell, man. In Detroit, my hometown, they shoot everybody in the streets.
Preston Tucker: Isn't that the idea? To build a better mouse trap?
Abe: Not if you're a mouse.
Russell: If this is my uncle's house, why are we sleeping in the van?
Sandra: Who says we're sleeping?
Elliot Mantle: You could adopt.
Claire Niveau: It wouldn't have been part of my body.
Elliot Mantle: I know what you mean.
Capt. Bartholomew Clark: Let's get the basic relationship down... I'm the lifeguard, you're the drowning man. If you relax, I can bring you to shore. If you fight me, then I'll have to slap you around.
Ma: Don't you want to join the clean plate club?
Angela de Marco: God, you people work just like the mob! There's no difference.
Regional Director Franklin: Oh, there's a big difference, Mrs. De Marco. The mob is run by murdering, thieving, lying, cheating psychopaths. We work for the President of the United States of America.
Tetsuo (1988 Streamline Pictures dub): Let's run away somewhere. You and me, Kaori.
Kaori: Where would we go?
Tetsuo (1988 Streamline Pictures dub): Anywhere. Just the further the better, huh?