Robert Graysmith: Does anybody ever call me names? Paul Avery: What, you mean like retard? Robert Graysmith: Yeah. Paul Avery: No.
[from trailer] Robert Graysmith: I've been thinking... Paul Avery: Oh God, save us all.
Robert Graysmith: I... I Need to know who he is. I... I need to stand there, I need to look him in the eye and I need to know that it's him.
Dave Toschi: [bedside phone rings. In a tired attempt to answer the phone, accidentally knocks over a lamp, which shatters] [into phone] Dave Toschi: Whoever this is, you owe me another lamp.
Robert Graysmith: I've been thinking. Paul Avery: Yeah? Robert Graysmith: Somebody should write a book. Paul Avery: Somebody should write a fuckin' book, that's for sure. About what? Robert Graysmith: About Zodiac. I've been thinking, if you put all ...
Robert Graysmith: Doesn't it bother you that people call you Shorty? Shorty: Doesn't it bother you that people call you retard? Robert Graysmith: Nobody calls me that. Shorty: Right.
[last lines] Mike Mageau: [after identifying Arthur Leigh Allen as his shooter] The last time I saw this face was July 4th, 1969. I am very sure that's the man who shot me.
Paul Avery: What do you do for fun? Robert Graysmith: I love to read. Paul Avery: Mhmm. Robert Graysmith: Umm, I enjoy books. Paul Avery: Those are the same things.
Paul Avery: Do you know more people die in the East Bay commute every three months than that idiot ever killed? He offed a few citizens, wrote a few letters, then faded into footnote... Not that I haven't been sitting here idly, waiting for you to dr...
Dave Toschi: Hey, how do we know that this lead is real? Inspector William Armstrong: It's very real. How do I know? Because I saw it on TV.
Robert Graysmith: [arriving to their date] How late am I? [he knocks over a drink] Melanie: Just a few minutes really. I just got here myself. Robert Graysmith: Traffic was bumper to bumper. I was at the gun range. Melanie: Glynis said you were a car...
Paul Avery: Hey Bullitt, it's been almost a year. You gonna catch this fuckin' guy or not? Dave Toschi: Go fuck yourself! Paul Avery: Gladly.
Arthur Leigh Allen: I am not the Zodiac. And if I were, I certainly wouldn't tell you.
Paul Avery: Methinks our friend's a tad bit fuckered in the head.
Robert Graysmith: [Both are brushing their teeth] Spit. Aaron Graysmith: I swallowed it. Robert Graysmith: Why? Aaron Graysmith: It was minty.
Paul Avery: Okay, this can no longer be ignored. [points at Graysmith's drink, which is blue. Graysmith looks confused] Paul Avery: What is that?
Robert Graysmith: We met at the movies once. Dave Toschi: I'm sure it was magical.
Robert Graysmith: Did he say they got a print? Paul Avery: A partial. Robert Graysmith: Whoa. Dude, he wears his gun like Bullitt. Paul Avery: No, McQueen got that from Toschi. Robert Graysmith: Does he think that Zodiac's gonna send another code? 'C...
