Bill: Sofie, Sofie, my Sofie. I'm so sorry.
Sofie Fatale: Please... please forgive my betrayal.
Bill: No more of that.
Sofie Fatale: But still...
Bill: But still nothing. Nothing, except my aching heart, at what she's done to my beautiful and brilliant Sofie.

Tommy: Does this suit make me look fat?
Richard Hayden: No, your face does.

Dustfinger: His name's Gwin. And I know he looks charming, but you know what they say about books and covers.
Meggie Folchart: Yes, I do. And I also know what they say about talking to strangers. Excuse me.
Dustfinger: But I'm no stranger, Meggie.

"Cats" is the second worst thing that ever happened to New York City.


They're running something on my ship.

Captain Camp

Lester Burnham: How's Jane?
Angela Hayes: What do you mean?
Lester Burnham: I mean, how's her life? Is she happy? Is she miserable? I'd really like to know, and she'd die before she'd ever tell me about it.
Angela Hayes: She's... she's really happy. She thinks she's in love.
Lester Burnham: Good for her.
Angela Hayes: How are you?
Lester Burnham: God, it's been a long time since anybody asked me that... I'm great.

You seem jumpy, Carter... did you switch from mocha to crack?

Dan Foreman

Quit leering at me. People are gonna think I just broke up with you.


David Green: You never told me what religion you are.
Chris Reese: I'm a Methodist.
David Green: A Methodist. And all this time I didn't know it.

Butch Cassidy: Ah, you're wasting you're time. They can't track us over rocks.
Sundance Kid: Tell them that.
Butch Cassidy: [after looking for himself] Who are those guys?

Carl Peterson: The insurance adjuster recommended that we sue Dupree.
Molly Peterson: For a mooosehead?

Jack: What are you afraid of?
Alex Rover: Everything!

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