Marty Bach: We've got 600 attorney's here. We've got to find out who's an expert on psyciatric commitment statutes.
Michael Clayton: I can tell you who that is: Arthur.

Arthur Edens: If you wanted to commit me you should have kept me in Wisconsin where my arrest, the videotape, and the eyewitness statements would have been enough to satisfy jurisdiction. I have no criminal record in the state of New York. And there's only one standard for involuntary commitment: danger. Is the subject a danger to himself or to others. If you want to do this Michael you better have your balls in order because the one place you don't want to see me is in court!

I'm not the guy you kill. I'm the guy you buy off! Are you so blind that you can't see that? I sold out Arthur for 80 grand. I'm your easiest problem and you try to kill me?

Michael Clayton

Michael Clayton: You are the senior litigating partner of one of the largest, most respected law firms in the world. You are a legend.
Arthur Edens: I'm an accomplice!
Michael Clayton: You're a manic-depressive!
Arthur Edens: I am Shiva, the god of death.

Charles: We were buying her a wedding dress.
David: Pathetic excuse. Who's she marrying?
Charles: Some total penis.
David: What is it about penises that they get such great wives?

Charles: There I was, standing there in the church, and for the first time in my whole life I realized I totally and utterly loved one person. And it wasn't the person next to me in the veil. It's the person standing opposite me now... in the rain.
Carrie: Is it still raining? I hadn't noticed.

A toast before we go into battle. True love. In whatever shape or form it may come. May we all in our dotage be proud to say, "I was adored once too."


Scarlotta! Fabulous dress. The ecclesiastical purple and the pagan orange symbolizing the mystical symbiosis in marriage between the heathen and Christian traditions?


Another wedding invitation. And a list. Lovely.


Did anyone else tread in a cowpat? No, thought not.


The castle beckons, I think Tom.


Scarlett: Isn't she beautiful?
Fiona: Scarlett, you're blind, she looks like a big meringue.

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