Goon: What the fuck is this?
[Picks up a bowling ball hesitatingly.]
The Dude: Obviously you're not a golfer.
Lieutenant Danny Roman: A quick lesson in lying. See, this is what us real cops do: We study liars. Example: If I ask you a question about something visual, like your favorite color, your eyes go up and to the left. Neurophysiology tells us your eyes go in that direction, because you're accessing the visual cortex. So you're telling the truth. If your eyes go up and right, you're accessing the brain's creative centers and we know you're full of shit.
Coach Willis: You're not much into sports.
Casey: I don't think that a person should run unless he's being chased.
Coach Willis: "Being chased." I like that.
Allison: I should have my head examined again.
Children: Witch! Witch! You're a bitch! Witch! Witch! You're a bitch.
Sally Owens: You'd think after three hundred years they'd come up with a better rhyme.
Michael McDonnell, gas station attendant: Someone's in the back... seat.
Reiko Asakawa: So that video is.
Ryuji Takayama: It's not of this world. It's Sadako's fury. And she's put a curse on us.
Daryl Zero: My father was an evil, abusive man. And he killed my mother when she was sleeping. And then he slit his wrists, when I was thirteen. I don't talk about that much. I used to when it happened and then one day I woke up and, I don't know. Everything was different.
Norman Goodman: I would be happy if Jerry had no emotions whatsoever. Because the thing of it is once you go down that road... here's Jerry, an emotional being cooped up for 300 years with no one to talk to... none of the socialization, the emotional growth that comes from contact with other emotional beings.
Harry: So...?
Norman Goodman: What happens if Jerry gets mad?
Special Agent Dana Scully: I have to be in Washington, D.C. in 11 hours for a hearing, the outcome of which might affect one of the biggest decisions of my life and here I am in the middle of nowhere, Texas, chasing phantom tanker trucks.
Jason: I don't understand why you can't find the bronze, 'cause, you know, you find the bronze, you're gonna find her. I'm convinced of it. I think that he stuffed her body inside it, he sanded it, he painted it, and shipped it out right under our noses.
Charlie: Jimmy Hoffa in the Meadowlands.
Jason: Probably where he got the idea.
Charlie: Jimmy Hoffa was never found, let me remind you.
Kevin Dunne: Don't give me that wounded look. You haven't got the face for it.
Sam: Kelly Van Ryan is accusing me of rape.
Kenneth Bowden: Kelly Van Ryan? As in Sandra Van Ryan?
Sam: As in, I'm fucked.
Milton Arbogast: Oh, someone has seen her, all right. Someone always sees a girl with $400,000.
Jack Ames: Fuck you.
Harry Ross: Just me? Not the horse I rode in on?
Jack Ames: Him too.
Daphne Blake: What I need is a real, live ghost.
Velma Dinkley: That's an oxymoron, Daph.
Tyrell: Don't get her started all right. It's a long fucked up story and you probably won't believe it anyway. All I know is that this is the worst vacation of my life. I'm tired, I'm hungry, I'm fucking horny and I ain't seen one goddamn psycho killer.