Feng: What part of "sudden death" didn't you understand?
Anna: Why are you doing this, why are you helping us?
Nikolai Luzhin: I can't become king if someone else already sits on the throne.
Tom Lefroy: Was I deficient in rapture?
Jane Austen: Inconsciousness.
Tom Lefroy: It was... It was accomplished.
Jane Austen: It was ironic.
Dudley Frank: What'd you do, Woody?
Woody Stevens: I cut the gas lines of their bikes, and then I maybe blew up their bar.
Leon Tallis: What do you say, Cee? Does the hot weather make you behave badly? Good heavens, you're blushing.
Cecilia Tallis: Just hot in here, that's all.
Dallas: GET to THE chopper .
Noah Wilder: You don't need that much sugar, dad.
Jude: How can I answer that if you got the nerve to ask me?
Florentino Ariza: Shoot me. There is no greater glory than to die for love.
Richard Langley: Whoever in this room who knows what goes on in the mind of the person who sleeps next to you... please, raise your hand... I know you can't, not honestly.
Prior: Someone want to tell me what the fuck he's talking about?
McKay: He thinks we're being stalked by dead Nazis.
Jordan: Ghosts?
McKay: I didn't get shot by some fucking spectral entity, here. These things are solid.
Hunt: But the one that killed Cotter vanished right in front of us.
McKay: So why don't they swoop down here like God's own wrath and take us out right here and now, then, eh?
Hunt: I don't know. Maybe God's not in on this miracle.
Lady Murasaki Shikibu: Stop. Stop now. Forgive them.
Hannibal Lecter: Never.
Jeremy Guber: Would you say it was fair to characterize your attitude towards Jon Forster as a personal vendetta?
Dr. Jack Gramm: Well, if we're being fair, yeah, sure. It's a personal vendetta. I have a personal vendetta against Ted Bundy, Gacy, and about ten or fifteen other serial murderers who are floating around in the streets right now.