Rorschach: Your turn doctor! Tell me! [puts on Rorschach mask] Rorschach: What do you see?
Detective Fine: [From outside Moloch's apartment] Rorschach! This is the police, we know you're in there. Rorschach: No! No! Detective Fine: [From outside Moloch's apartment] If there's anybody in there with you, send 'em out unharmed. Rorschach: No!...
Fat Thug: [Reaching into Rorschach's cell] You're dead, Rorschach! We got a prison full of killers out here! What do you got? Rorschach: [Grabbing Fat Thug's hands] Your hands. My pleasure. [Rorschach breaks Fat Thug's hands and ties them to the pris...
Rorschach: We need to squeeze people. Dan Dreiberg: [sarcastic] Sure. We'll pick them out of a phone book. Rorschach: You forgot how we do things, Daniel. You've gotten too soft. Too trusting. Especially with women. Dan Dreiberg: No, listen, I am thr...
Dan Dreiberg: [referring to the exit tunnel] There's a maintenance hatch that will let you out two blocks north. Rorschach: I remember. I used to come here often, back when we were partners. Dan Dreiberg: Those were good times, huh Rorschach? What ha...
[last lines] Rorschach: Rorschach's Journal: October 12th, 1985. Tonight, a comedian died in New York.
[Laurie and Dan are breaking Rorschach out of prison] Rorschach: Need to visit men's room. Laurie Juspeczyk: Oh, Christ!
Rorschach: I don't like you. Prison Psychiatrist: Ah. You don't like me? Well, why is that? Rorschach: Because you're fat.
Rorschach: Of course. You must protect Veidt's new utopia. What's one more body amongst the foundations? Well, what are you waiting for? Do it. [Dr. Manhattan hesitates] Rorschach: DO IT!
Edgar Jacobi: I have cancer. Rorschach: What kind of cancer? Edgar Jacobi: Well, you know the kind you eventually get better from? Rorschach: Yes. Edgar Jacobi: Well, that ain't the kind I got.
[Big Figure has just killed one of his own men to get to Rorschach's cell] Big Figure: Now you're gonna find out what the score is! Rorschach: One, nothing. Come and get me.
Can you design a Rorschach test that's going to make everyone feel something every time - and that looks like a Rorschach test? It's easy to show a picture of a kitten or a car accident. The question is, how abstract can you get and still get the aud...
Dan Dreiberg: Maybe this was a political killing? Rorschach: Maybe. Or maybe someone's picking off costumed heroes. Dan Dreiberg: Um. Don't you think that's maybe a little paranoid? Rorschach: That's what they're saying about me now? That I'm paranoi...
Rorschach: How's your friend Hollis Mason? Dan Dreiberg: What's Hollis got to do with any of this? Rorschach: He wrote that book. Said some things about the Comedian in it. Dan Dreiberg: I don't like what you're implying. I like being followed even l...
Rorschach: The engines! Dan Dreiberg: They're icing up. Hold on to something! Rorschach: Daniel, you're coming in too low. Don't wish to interfere with running of ship, but perhaps should pull up sharply before... Dan Dreiberg: Yeah, I know, I'm tryi...
Big Figure: He's dead, Rorschach. While everyone's distracted, we thought we'd bring you a little housewarming gift. Something from the machine shop. Fat Thug: Hey, Boss, you notice? None of that "small world, tall order" crap, cause he knows once we...
[repeated line] Rorschach: Fine like this.
Rorschach: [reading from journal] Rorschach's Journal. October 12th, 1985: Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full...
Rorschach: [examining psychiatrist's inkblot test] A pretty butterfly.
Reality is only a Rorschach ink-blot, you know.
Rorschach: Give me back my face!
