Narrator: [being embraced by Bob at the group therapy session for Testicular Cancer] Strangers with this kind of honesty make me go a big rubbery one.
Narrator: I wasn't really dying. I wasn't host to cancer or parasites. I was the warm little center that the life of this world crowded around.
Henry Hill: [narrating] And when the cops, when they assigned a whole army to stop Jimmy, what'd he do? He made 'em partners.
Henry Hill: [narrating] When they found Carbone in the meat truck, he was frozen so stiff it took them three days to thaw him out for the autopsy.
Henry Hill: [narrating] Thirty-two hundred dollars he gave me. Thirty-two hundred dollars for a lifetime. It wasn't even enough to pay for the coffin.
Vincent: [narrating] I belonged to a new underclass, no longer determined by social status or the color of your skin. No, we now have discrimination down to a science.
Pauline Parker: [narration] The next time I write in this diary, Mother will be dead. How odd... yet how pleasing.
Narrator: Unable to bear the humiliation, the British government decided to shut down the Champaner Cantonment.
Yuri Orlov: [Narrating] I never sold to Osama bin Laden, not on any moral grounds, back then he was always bouncing checks
Narrator: Max hoped Mary would write again. He'd always wanted a friend. A friend that wasn't invisible, a pet or rubber figurine.
[last lines] Narrator: He smelled like licorice and old books, she thought to herself, as tears rolled from her eyes, the color of muddy puddles.
Narrator: "Where must we go, we who wander this wasteland, in search of our better selves." -The First History Man
[last narration lines] Christopher Gardner: [voice-over] This part of my life... this part right here? This is called "happyness."
Narrator: All memory of the brilliance of the young Tenenbaums had been erased by two decades of betrayal, failure and disaster.
Joe Gillis: [narrating] The poor dope - he always wanted a pool. Well, in the end, he got himself a pool.
Marv: [Narrating, watching Kevin go downstairs] Heading down for a midnight snack... and I can guess what kind.
Narrator: [at the end, telling what became of his friends] Bertram?... Bertram got really into the 60s, and no one ever saw him again.
Red: [narrating] His first night in the joint, Andy Dufresne cost me two packs of cigarettes. He never made a sound.
Private Witt: [narrating] War don't ennoble men. It turns them into dogs... poisons the soul.
The Narrator: The Ku Klux Klan, who saw Zelig as a Jew, that could turn himself into a Negro and an Indian, saw him as a triple threat.
Narrator: There's only two kinds of people in the world. There's women, and there's men. Summer Finn was a woman.
