Principal Evans: Mr. and Mrs. Abagnale, this is not a question of your son's attendance. I regret to inform you that, for the past week, Frank has been teaching Mrs. Glasser's French class.
Paula Abagnale: He what?
Principal Evans: Your son has been pretending to be a substitute teacher, lecturing the students, uh, giving out homework, uh. Mrs. Glasser has been ill, there was some confusion with the real sub. Your son held a teacher-parent conference yesterday and was planning a class field trip to a French bread factory in Trenton.

CHRIST. Terry. This is Italian knit.

Frank Abagnale, Jr.

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Brenda, I don't want to lie to you anymore. All right? I'm not a doctor. I never went to medical school. I'm not a lawyer, or a Harvard graduate, or a Lutheran. Brenda, I ran away from home a year and a half ago when I was 16.
Brenda Strong: Frank? Frank? You're not a Lutheran?

Ah, people only know what you tell them, Carl.

Frank Abagnale Jr.

Carl Hanratty: But, sir, we're gonna let him get away.
Assistant Director Marsh: No, Carl, you let him get away.

Frank Abagnale Sr.: Where's your mother?
Frank Abagnale, Jr.: I don't know. She said something about going to look for a job.
Frank Abagnale Sr.: What's she gonna be, a shoe salesman at a centipede farm?

Hunt them down. Do not stop until they are found. You do not know pain, you do not know fear. You will taste man-flesh.

Saruman

Frank Abagnale, Jr.: Stop chasing me!
Carl Hanratty: I can't stop, it's my job.

[In a letter] Dear Dad, you told me an honest man has no fear, so I'm trying hard not to be afraid.

Frank Abagnale, Jr.

How'd you do it Frank? How did you cheat on the bar exam in Louisiana?

Carl Hanratty

How much money do we have left?

David Mills

Photographer: I got your picture man, I got your picture!
David Mills: Oh yeah? Detective Mills, M-I-L-L-S, fuck you!

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