Susan Storm: Johnny! You gave us names? You don't think! So now you're the face of the Fantastic Four?
Ben Grimm: A face that's about to be broken!

So this is a Harvard bar, huh? I thought there'd be equations and shit on the wall.


Jules: I thought you were taking steps to phase out everything that wasn't working in your life.
Wendy: That doesn't leave much.

Capt. Ramsey: We have orders in hand. Those orders are to make a preemptive launch. Every second we lose increases the chances that by the time our missiles arrive, their silos could be empty because they've flown their birds and struck us first.
Hunter: Yes sir.
Capt. Ramsey: You know as well as I do that any launch order received without authentication, is no order at all.
Hunter: Yes sir.
Capt. Ramsey: That's our number one rule.

[on the phone] Well, Sir, Mr. Copeland was a bad man. He was gonna shoot one of my kids. Well, sir, you can blame me, I'm the one that shot him.

Deputy Marshal Samuel Gerard

It's on this day. This day of all days. Her fate becomes clear to her.

Virginia Woolf

What I want to know is how we're going to stay alive this winter.


Dan: I love you.
Violet: I know you do.

I should have had a vasectomy at birth! Let me tell you something Al, you ever have boys, do them a favor and get them neutered straight away. If they ever knock up some little slut, they're the ones who're fucked! Fucked for life! I hate you, you little bitch!


[narrating] I wished that I'd gone down instead of Spud. Here I was surrounded by my family and my so-called mates and I've never felt so alone. Never in all my puff. Since I was on remand, they've had me on this program, this state sponsored addiction. Three sickly sweet doses of methadone a day instead of smack. But it's never enough. And at the moment it's nowhere near enough. I took all three this morning and now I've got eighteen hours to go until my next shot. I've got sweat on my back like a layer of frost. I need to visit the Mother Superior for one hit. One final hit to get us over this long, hard day.

Mark "Rent-boy" Renton

Piss on me, will you?
[sprays Wild Bill with a fire hose]

Harry Terwilliger

Wat: I don't understand women.
Chaucer: Nor do I. But they understand us. Well, maybe not you.

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