Officer Caroline: Merrill... how's work at the gas station?
Merrill: Stimulating.

[quoting a German General] Nowhere else have I seen such lions led by such lambs.

Professor Stephen Malley

Not the archers. My scouts tell me their archers are miles away and no threat to us. Arrows cost money. Use up the Irish. Their dead cost nothing.


Jane Smith: You ever have trouble sleeping after?
John Smith: No.
Jane Smith: Me neither.

Isn't that what all you girls from Ole Miss major in - professional husband hunting?

Stuart Whitworth

Dalton Russell: My name is Dalton Russell. Pay strict attention to what I say because I choose my words carefully and I never repeat myself. I've told you my name: that's the Who. The Where could most readily be described as a prison cell. But there's a vast difference between being stuck in a tiny cell and being in prison. The What is easy: recently I planned and set in motion events to execute the perfect bank robbery. That's also the When. As for the Why: beyond the obvious financial motivation, it's exceedingly simple... because I can. Which leaves us only with the How; and therein, as the Bard would tell us, lies the rub.

Don't stop loving me. I can see it draining out of you. It's me, remember? It was a stupid thing to do and it meant nothing. If you love me enough, you'll forgive me.


And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.


Henry Gondorff: Roulette? Craps?
J.J. Singleton: He won't touch 'em. The croupier at Gilman's says he never plays anything he can't win.
Henry Gondorff: Sports?
J.J. Singleton: Likes to be seen with fighters sometimes, but he doesn't go to the fights or bet on 'em.
Henry Gondorff: Jesus. Does he do anything where he's not alone?
J.J. Singleton: Just poker. And he cheats. Pretty good at it, too.

Chicka, chicka, chickabee. / T'ee an me an t'ee an me. / Ressa, ressa, ressa me, / Chicka, chicka, chickabee.


Chase Collins: Ok, I'll admit, I'm a little impressed, not bad!
Caleb Danvers: Thanks!

Anna: My uncle has gone missing, since I told you about him translating the diary.
Nikolai Luzhin: Your uncle is fine, he is in Edinburgh, in a 5-Star Hotel. I was ordered to send him to Heaven with a bullet in his brain... instead I gave him a first class ticket to Scotland. He is an old-timer, he understands things... exile or death.

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