Cooper: We agreed Amelia. 90%.
Oogway: There are no accidents.
The Young 1900 II: Fuck the regulations!
[last lines] Humbert Humbert: Quilty! Quilty?
Gelsomina: The Fool is hurt.
Trevor Reznik: How they bitin', Reynolds?
Bastian: No, not again. No, not again!
Maximillian Cohen: 10:28. Results: bullshit.
Maximillian Cohen: Happy birthday, Euclid.
Elisabeth Vogler, The Actress: Nothing... nothing!
Carmen Giya: We're not alone!
Patton: This is a barracks; it's not a bordello.
Uncle Hank: Ass to ass.
All: You're killing me Smalls!
Doc Holliday: I'm your huckleberry...
[after the collision] Jack: This is bad!
I don't chase money, money chase me!
I never set money as a goal. It was a result.
I'll be blunt: Money's gotten buggy.
Money is just a way of keeping score.
A fool and her money are soon courted.
