J.M. Barrie: What did you think?
Peter Llewelyn Davies: It's about our summer together, isn't it?
J.M. Barrie: It is.
Peter Llewelyn Davies: About all of us.
J.M. Barrie: That's right. You like it?
Peter Llewelyn Davies: It's magical. Thank you.
J.M. Barrie: No, thank you. Thank you, Peter.

Jake Sully: Are you out of your goddamn mind?
Col. Quaritch: You crossed the line.

[Chris sees his infant child in the hands of a nurse] Hey!, That's my daughter.

Chris Kyle

Mary Jane Watson: What's happened to you?
Peter Parker: I don't know... But I have to stop it.

Edward Lewis: What's your name?
Vivian: What do you want it to be?

Leonard Shelby: I don't think they'd let someone like me carry a gun.
Teddy: I fucking hope not.

Ahmet believes we're family here at Atlantic Records. I believe we're family at Atlantic. Obviously you don't. Ahmet wouldn't believe it. You know what he said, Ray? He said you would never turn your back on us. Never for a schlockmeister like Sam Clark. Ha! That's rich. Sam Clark's a corporate slug who wouldn't know the difference between Earl Hines and Art Tatum! We let you grow here, Ray. Nobody's taking credit for your talent, but we nourished it. We let you do your thing. Goddamn it, we deserve better than this.

Jerry Wexler

Frankie Dunn: I swear to God, Father, it's committing a sin by doing it. By keeping her alive, I'm killing her. Do you know what I mean? How do I get around that?
Father Horvak: You don't. You step aside, Frankie. You leave her with God.
Frankie Dunn: She's not asking for God's help. She's asking for mine.

The reality is we're still 11 year old boys locked in a cellar imagining what our lives would have been if we'd escaped.

Sean Devine

They call me School Boy. The name stuck with me since sniper school, my mates won't stop calling me it no matter how many people I shoot.

School Boy

No one has ever lived who knows better than you the proper placement of footfalls on treacherous paths.

Mary Todd Lincoln

Gerry Conlon: What I remember most about my childhood is holding your hand. My wee hand in your big hand, and the smell of tobacco. I remember, I could smell the tobacco in the palm of your hand. When I want to feel happy, I try to remember the smell of tobacco.
Giuseppe Conlon: Oh, my heart.

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