Hobbs: I'm taking you down Toretto.
Dominic Toretto: I'm right here.
M: Bond, I need you back.
Bond: I never left.
Banky Edwards: What is it about this girl, man!? You know you have no shot at getting her into bed so why do you even bother wasting time with her, because you're Holden fucking McNeil, the most persistent traveler on the road that's not the path of least resistance, everything has to be a fucking challenge for you and this little relationship with that BITCH is a prime example of your fucking condition, Well I don't need a magic 8-ball to look into your future, you want a forecast here, will Holden ever fuck Alyssa? Oh, what a shock! NOT FUCKING LIKELY! This relationship is affecting you, our work and our friendship and the time is going to come when I throw down the gauntlet and say it's me or her. Then what are you going to say?
Holden: I think you should let this one go.
[Neo tries a drink made by Dozer and winces]
Cypher: Good shit, huh? It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells.
You say that you didn't... cause all this. You say this is not your fault. So let's just see who's more effective at killingRamses
So I'm guessing your friend is the fat version of you.George Simmons
We started this magazine, 'American Bitch'. It's a focus on the issues of the lesbian pure bred dog owner.Christy Cummings
Burt Hadley: Oh shit. This is the wrong room. You're in 304 now. I'm sorry. I fucked up.
Leonard Shelby: This is not my room?
Burt Hadley: No, come on, let's go.
Leonard Shelby: Why is this my handwriting?
Burt Hadley: ...This was your room, but now you're in 304.
Leonard Shelby: When was I in here?
Burt Hadley: Last week. But then I rented you another room on top of it.
Marlene: Well, you don't need to be cooking anyway. We brought you take out from Oscar's.
Ray Charles: Well, get your money back. I got fried chicken right here. Come on, 7-0, try this.
Quincy Jones: Yeah, it's about time.
Ray Charles: Yeah, that's home cooked right there.
Graham Hess: We don't have his medicine. Don't be afraid, Morgan. We'll slow this down together. Feel my chest. Feel it moving in and out. Breathe like me. Breathe like me. Come on.
Bo: I dreamed this.
Graham Hess: Stay with me. I know it hurts. Be strong baby. It'll pass. It'll pass.
Sid Hudgens: Are you tight with the DA, Jackie?
Jack Vincennes: Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. He tried to throw me off the force last Christmas as a little joke.
[lining up outside The Roxbury]
Doug Butabi: So... you want to dance?
Girl: We're not in the club yet.
Doug Butabi: Right.