Tommy Corn: What are you doing tomorrow?
Albert Markovski: I was thinking about chaining myself to a bulldozer. Do you want to come?
Tommy Corn: What time?
Albert Markovski: Mmm, 1, 1:30.
Tommy Corn: Sounds good. Should I bring my own chains?
Albert Markovski: We always do.
[climbing out his wreck] Can't kill me. You can burn me. You can shoot me. But you can't kill me.Grimm
Mulligan: You better bring a check in case the joint is raided.
Waiter: Who's gonna raid a funeral?
Mulligan: Some people got no respect for the dead.
Hey, come on! I'll show you where my dad keeps his gun. Come on!Teenage Boy Ghost
Better dead here than deader in the Core. Ye gods, whatta meesa sayin'?Jar Jar Binks
Liyah: David, this is my crazy best friend, Beautifull.
Beautifull: And that's with two "L"s. You gotta accentuate the "L"s. You know, let it roll off your tongue.
Detective Rhonda Boney: Amy lost a lot of blood in there then somebody mopped it up.
Nick Dunne: Why'd they mop up the blood if they're trying to stage a crime scene?
Kate Veatch: [outside Kate's house] White? What are you doing here? How do you know where I live?
White Goodman: It's called the Freedom of Information Act, Kate. The hippies finally got something right! Ha-ha! Just kidding. But not really.
Zoe Perez: Sir, if you're planning on pulling me off the Shaw case...
Defense Secretary Callister: [interrupts] Agent Perez, for the first time, you're being brought in the loop on this one.
[connected to Cerebro] These lights represent every living person on the planet. These white lights are the humans... and these are the mutants. You see, Logan? We're not as alone as you think.Professor X
How about if I wait six weeks to call. I could tell her I found her number while I was cleaning out my wallet, I can't remember where we met. I'll ask her what she looks like and then I'll ask her if we fucked. How about that? Would that be money?Mike
Angela Hayes: So, you're fucking psycho-boy on a regular basis now? Tell me, has he got a big dick?
Jane Burnham: It's not like that.
Angela Hayes: What, hasn't he got one?
Jane Burnham: I'm not going to talk about his dick with you, OK?