You two are the most (expletive) up people I've ever met and I deal with fucked up people for a living.

Tanner Bolt

Sarah: [Meg and Sarah are in the elevator trying to escape] What's going on?
Meg: People. In the house.

All I'm trying to do is being nice to the people who are volunteering to help find Amy.

Nick Dunne

Lewis: Your name Griner?
First Griner: What you wanna know for?
Lewis: I was wondering if you and your brother could take a couple of trucks down to Aintry for us. We'll be there about Sunday noon.
First Griner: Drive 'em down there for what?
Lewis: Me and my buddy here are taking a canoe trip down the Cahulawassee. We'd like our cars to be down in Aintry when we get there. Be there about Sunday noon.
First Griner: [sarcastically] Canoe trip?
Lewis: That's right, a canoe trip.
First Griner: What the hell you wanna go fuck around with that river for?
Lewis: Because it's there.
First Griner: It's there all right. You get in there and can't get out, you gonna wish it wasn't.
Ed: [to Lewis, whispering] Look, Lewis, let's go back to town and, ah... play golf.
Lewis: [ignoring Ed] I'll give you thirty dollars to take those cars down to Aintry.
First Griner: I'll take fifty.
Lewis: Fifty, my ass.
Ed: Lewis, don't play games with these people!
First Griner: Whud you say?
Lewis: I said "fifty, my ass."
Ed: [whispering urgently] Lewis!
First Griner: I'll do it for forty.
Lewis: Mm-hmm...
[to Ed]
Lewis: You good for ten?
Ed: Sure.

You know who you are and I know what you're not.

Tobin Frost

[reading newspaper clipping] "Local boy Cotton delivers his first exorcism". As a little boy I thought this was in every newspaper all over the world.

Cotton Marcus

He did nothing. The law has little to say on things left undone.

Coroner

[to Amy] You. (Expletive). Bitch.

Nick Dunne

We'll get them. We'll throw the book at them. Assualt and kidnapping. Assault with a gun and a bourbon and a sports car. We'll get them.

Roger Thornhill

Jonas Cantrell: Tell us what we're dealing with. Shelton was a spy...?
Bray: Look, spies are a dime a dozen. I'm a spy. Clyde is a brain. He's a think tank-type guy. His specialty was low-impact kinetic operations.
Nick Rice: That's a hell of a fancy way to say that he kills people.
Bray: We kill people. He figured out how to do it without ever being in the same room. It was his gift, and he was the best. One time, we're tasking this tricky target. I mean, we're usin' cruise missiles and Predators, and we even had a B-2 Bomber flatten this guy's villa with JDAM. Alright, we're burnin' up millions in ordinance and we're gettin' nowhere with this guy. So we call Clyde, and we ask him to solve our problem. Clyde develops a Kevlar thread with a high-tech ratchet made of carbon fiber. Put it in a necktie. Two days later, Mrs. Bad Guy comes home, finds Mr. Bad Guy dead on the bathroom tile, choked to death. What I'm sayin' is, just assume that this guy can hear and see everything that you're doing.
Nick Rice: No. We got him locked away; maximum security.
Bray: He's in jail, it's because he wants to be in jail. He's a born tactician. Every move that he makes, it means something. That cellmate that he killed, what, you think that was random? No. That's a pawn being moved off the board. If I were you, I'd be lookin' for the next piece. Anybody who had anything to do with that case, he's gonna be comin' after you.
Nick Rice: So what are you sayin'? You sayin' we can't stop him?
Bray: Walk into his cell, and put a bullet in his head. Aside from that, no, you can't stop him. If Clyde wants you dead, you're dead.

Scottie, do you believe that someone out of the past - someone dead - can enter and take possession of a living being?

Gavin Elster

I talked to the woman in musical therapy, and she said that Mozart's the boy for you.

Midge

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