[wields a crowbar in his hand] Leonard Shelby: Strip! [Jimmy takes off his shirt] Leonard Shelby: Take off your pants too. Jimmy Grantz: Why? Leonard Shelby: I don't want to get blood on them.
Teddy: Finished playing with yourself there, Lenny?
Teddy: But when you killed him I, I was so convinced that you'd remember. But it didn't stick... like nothin' ever sticks, like this won't stick.
Leonard Shelby: [while walking through a parking lot, Teddy stops at his dilapidated Chevrolet] My car. Teddy: [laughs] This is your car. Leonard Shelby: [holds up a picture of the Jaguar with the caption My Car] Oh, you're in a playful mood. It's no...
Leonard Shelby: Natalie, right? [Holds up photo of a bloody face, labeled "Dodd"] Leonard Shelby: Who the fuck is Dodd? Natalie: [Looks at photo] Guess I don't have to worry about him anymore.
Teddy: You really want to get this guy, don't you? Leonard Shelby: He killed my wife. He took away my fucking memory. He destroyed my ability to live.
Leonard Shelby: I was the only guy who disagreed with the cops - and I had brain damage.
Leonard Shelby: [looking at a near-empty bottle of alcohol in his hand] Hmmm. I don't feel drunk.
Teddy: It's beer o'clock, and I'm buying.
Leonard Shelby: I meet Sammy through work. Insurance. I was an investigator. I'd investigate the claims to see which ones were phony. I had to see through people's bullshit. It was useful experience, 'cause now it's my life.
[talking on the phone about Sammy Jankis' attempts to learn through repitition] Leonard Shelby: Sammy had no drive, no reason to make it work. [listens and looks at his tattoo reading "John G. raped and murdered my wife"] Leonard Shelby: Me? Yeah, I ...
Natalie: Get rid of Dodd for me. Kill him. I'll pay you. Leonard Shelby: Are you crazy? I'm not gonna kill someone for money. Natalie: What then? Love? What would you kill for? You'd kill for your wife, wouldn't you? Leonard Shelby: That's different!...
[first lines] Leonard Shelby: [voiceover] So where are you? You're in some motel room. You just - you just wake up and you're in - in a motel room. There's the key. It feels like maybe it's just the first time you've been there, but perhaps you've be...
Teddy: We found him, you killed him!... But you didn't remember.
Teddy: When she offers to help, it'll be for her own reasons. I'm not lying. Take my pen, write this down. Do not trust her.
