[repeated line] You know what I hate?

Mr. Smith

Tai: I could really use some sort of herbal refreshment.
Dionne: Oh, well we do lunch in ten minutes. We don't have any tea, but we have Coke and stuff.
Tai: No shit. You guys got Coke here?
Dionne: Well, yeah.
Cher: Yeah, this is America.

I'm not a killer. I'm just someone who wanted to make things right. Can't I just let myself forget what you've told me? Can't I just let myself forget what you've made me do. You think I just want another puzzle to solve? Another John G. to look for? You're John G. So you can be my John G... Will I lie to myself to be happy? In your case Teddy... yes I will.

Leonard Shelby

Tom Dobbs: How many analogies do you have left?
Jack Menken: How many does it take to make my point?

I was hopin' things would work out for her. She was a good friend of mine.


Ethan: The Secretary is dead. The four of us are all that remains of the IMF. No safe house, no support, or extraction. Everyone connected with this man is an asset with valuable information. We come back with our target, or we don't come back.
Brandt: And uh, how do you propose that we do that?
Jane: We take him out.
Benji: Yeah, we'll take him out, but discreetly.
Brandt: Discreetly?

Barton Keyes: You know, you, uh, oughta take a look at the statistics on suicide some time. You might learn a little something about the insurance business.
Edward S. Norton: Mister Keyes, I was RAISED in the insurance business.
Barton Keyes: Yeah, in the front office. Come now, you've never read an actuarial table in your life, have you? Why they've got ten volumes on suicide alone. Suicide by race, by color, by occupation, by sex, by seasons of the year, by time of day. Suicide, how committed: by poison, by firearms, by drowning, by leaps. Suicide by poison, subdivided by *types* of poison, such as corrosive, irritant, systemic, gaseous, narcotic, alkaloid, protein, and so forth; suicide by leaps, subdivided by leaps from high places, under the wheels of trains, under the wheels of trucks, under the feet of horses, from *steamboats*. But, Mr. Norton, of all the cases on record, there's not one single case of suicide by leap from the rear end of a moving train. And you know how fast that train was going at the point where the body was found? Fifteen miles an hour. Now how can anybody jump off a slow-moving train like that with any kind of expectation that he would kill himself? No. No soap, Mr. Norton. We're sunk, and we'll have to pay through the nose, and you know it.

Irving Rosenfeld: You're young. You're beautiful. You gotta go out and find somebody else. Get some friends. Alright?
Rosalyn Rosenfeld: I don't like going out. I get anxiety when I have to meet people. You know how hard that is.

I don't care if you're going to confession - it's going to be you, me, and the priest.


Beau's Mother: So you're opening for the looney tunes? They need to lock that one up and throw away the key.
Beau Hutton: She's not crazy.

AS IF. I am only 16, and this is California, not Kentucky.


Never shoot an innocent person.

Tobin Frost

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