Marty Bach: We've got 600 attorney's here. We've got to find out who's an expert on psyciatric commitment statutes.
Michael Clayton: I can tell you who that is: Arthur.
He was a young kid from the casino. Nice kid, bright boy. What balls on this fuckin' kid. The next day I fired him.Ace Rothstein
Walter Donovan: Well, Marcus, we're on the verge of the greatest discovery in the history of mankind.
Marcus Brody: And you're meddling with powers you can't possibly comprehend.
Lightning: You got an iPad?
Henry 'Razor' Sharp: Nah, I got a regular couch.
I've got blings?... I've got blings!Chappie
Joel Goodson: [voiceover] The dream is always the same. Instead of going home, I go to the neighbors'. I ring, but nobody answers. The door is open, so I go inside. I'm looking around for the people, but nobody seems to be there. And then I hear the shower running, so I go upstairs to see what's what. Then I see her; this... girl, this incredible girl. I mean, what she's doing there I don't know, because she doesn't live there... but it's a dream, so I go with it. "Who's there?" she says. "Joel," I say. "What are you doing here?" "I don't know what I'm doing here; what are *you* doing here?" "I'm taking a shower," she says. Then I give her: "You want me to go?" "No," she says; "I want you to wash my back." So now, I'm gettin' enthusiastic about this dream. So I go to her, but she's hard to find through all the steam and stuff; I keep losing her. Finally I get to the door... and I... find myself in a room full of kids taking their college boards. I'm over three hours late; I've got two minutes to take the whole test. I've... just made a terrible mistake. I'll never get to college. My life is ruined.
Uhhh, does anyone here speak English?Marcus Brody
Roger Thornhill: Then, then your name isn't Kaplan?
Man at Prairie Crossing: Can't say it is, 'cause it ain't.
This is Gale and Evelle Snoats. As fine a pair as ever... broke and entered!H.I.
Victor Von Doom: Do really think fate turned us into gods so we could refuse these gifts?
Susan Storm: Victor, you *always* thought you were a god. Now back off.
Victor Von Doom: Susan, let's not fight.
Susan Storm: No, lets.
Victor Von Doom: Susan... YOU'RE FIRED!
DJ Iz: That's why brothers need to sign themselves a deal. I'm telling you record labels supply niggers with the kind of benefits they need.
Sol: Dawg. We sign us a deal you can take the motherfucking benefits, we're talking Bentley's and Benjamins not Blue Cross and Blue Shield.
Future: Look to tell you all niggers the truth, I don't give a fuck about none of that. I just wanna hit 31 and a 3rd on the box you know what I'm saying? One of them strong songs on JLB.
DJ Iz: No what we need to do is save that shit up and put it into some savings bonds every week, stack it and build our own studio.
Future: Savings Bonds?
Today I have taken the Siegfried oath, and danced with a sailor, a cop and an extremely friendly Cherokee Indian.Leo Bloom