Ray Kinsella: My name's Ray Kinsella. You used my father's name in one of your stories: John Kinsella. Terence Mann: You're seeing a whole team of psychiatrists, aren't you?
Mrs. Fox: This story's too predictable. Mr. Fox: Predictable? Really? Then, how does it end? Mrs. Fox: In the end, we all die. Unless you change.
[first title card] Title Card: This is a true story. Although the characters are composites of real men, and time and place have been compressed, every detail of the escape is the way it really happened.
Indiana Jones: We're in trouble! Willie: Trouble? What kind of trouble? Indiana Jones: It's a long story. Better hurry up or you won't get to hear it.
[last lines] Lowell Bergman: What do I tell the my source for the next tough story, huh? 'Hang in with us, you'll be ok maybe'? No. What got broken here doesn't go back together.
Jeffrey Wigand: How did a radical journalist from Ramparts Magazine end up at CBS? Lowell Bergman: I still do the tough stories. 60 Minutes reaches a lot of people.
Jimmy: [after Dave has told him a story about a boy being molested filled with inconsistency] One more time... about the boy, and I will cut you the fuck open!
Ransom Stoddard: You're not going to use the story, Mr. Scott? Maxwell Scott: No, sir. This is the West, sir. When the legend becomes fact, print the legend.
Bastian's Father: Good morning, Bastian. Bastian: [trying to get the lid off of a jar] Morning, Dad. I had another dream, Dad, about Mom.
C. K. Dexter Haven: You'll never be a first class human being or a first class woman until you've learned to have some regard for human frailty.
Macaulay Connor: Doggone it, C.K. Dexter Haven. Either I'm gonna sock you or you're gonna sock me. C. K. Dexter Haven: Shall we toss a coin?
Tracy Lord: You're too good for me, George. You're a hundred times too good. And I'd make you most unhappy, most. That is, I'd do my best to.
Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: There's a cousin, Joanna, who's definitely crazy. Macaulay Connor: Who told you that. Elizabeth (Liz) Imbrie: Dinah. Macaulay Connor: Well Dinah would know.
Macaulay Connor: Oh Tracy darling... Tracy Lord: Mike... Macaulay Connor: What can I say to you? Tell me darling. Tracy Lord: Not anything - don't say anything. And especially not "darling."
C. K. Dexter Haven: Of course, Mr. Connor, she's a girl who is generous to a fault. Tracy Lord: To a fault. C. K. Dexter Haven: Except to other people's faults.
Margaret Lord: We both might face the facts that neither of us has proved to be a very great success as a wife. Tracy Lord: We just picked the wrong first husband.
Macaulay Connor: I don't think you're being fair to me, Mr. Kidd. Sidney Kidd: No? Macaulay Connor: No. You're treating me like you treat all your other writers.
Macaulay Connor: [drunk, to driver] Well, this is where Cinderella gets off, now you hurry back to the ball before you turn into a pumpkin and six white mice, goodbye.
Tracy Lord: Only for the moment, I'm not interested in myself. C. K. Dexter Haven: Not interested in yourself, Red, you're fascinated. You're far and away your favorite person in the world.
Tracy Lord: [on her wedding day] Do you like my dress, Dinah? Dinah Lord: Oh, yes. Ever so much. Tracy Lord: Feels awfully heavy.
Sidney Kidd: Anyway, presented for the first time, quote: A wedding day inside mainline society. Macaulay Connor: Or what the kitchen maid saw through the keyhole. Unquote.
