Criswell: Eddie, we're in show biz. It's all about razzle-dazzle. Appearances. If you look good, and you talk well, people will swallow anything.
Llewyn Davis: [to the crowd lining up outside the Gaslight Café] The show's bullshit. Four Micks and Grandma Moses.
Chief Inspector Uhl: Promise me you won't do it again. Eisenheim: I promise you you'll enjoy this next show.
Suicide Squad Leader: We are the Judean People's Front crack suicide squad! Suicide squad, attack! [they all stab themselves] Suicide Squad Leader: That showed 'em, huh?
Pi Patel: God? I give myself to you. I am your vessel. Whatever comes, I want to know. Show me.
Sam the Lion: Bein' crazy about a woman like that is always the right thing to do!
[Telephone Conversation] Duane Jackson: Hi Jacy, it's Duane. Jacy Farrow: What's on your feeble mind Duane?
Genevieve: One thing I know for sure. A person can't sneeze in this town without somebody offering them a handkerchief.
Sonny Crawford: [to the unsympathetic crowd around Billy's body] He was sweeping you sons of bitches, he was sweeping!
Zidler: You know it is. The show must go on. And now my bride it is time to raise your voice to the heavens and say your wedding vows.
Morpheus: I'm trying to free your mind, Neo. But I can only show you the door. You're the one that has to walk through it.
Nelson Chaney: The affiliates won't carry it. Frank Hackett: The affiliates will kiss your ass if you can hand them a hit show.
Herbie Stemple: And they love me for the same reason they used to hate me, because I'm the guy who knows everything.
Dick Goodwin: And I'll send you a little helpful reminder. You'll notice it because it'll look very much like a subpoena.
Account Guy: Stempel is an underdog. You know, people root for that. It's a New York thing. Martin Rittenhome: Queens is not New York!
Charles Van Doren: I've been swarmed by stockbrokers lately; I feel like a girl with a bad reputation.
Corey Flood: Diane Court doesn't go out with guys like you. She's a brain. D.C.: Trapped in the body of a game-show hostess.
Adam: Face it Larry, we're both bullshiters. My camera, it doesn't know how to lie. It only shows you what's put right in front of it
Tony: You got a lot of nerve showing your face around here, Hauser. Douglas Quaid: Look who's talking.
Meryl: [Spinning around the roundabout] Truman, I think I'm going to throw up! Truman: Me too!
Marlon: Look at that sunset, Truman. It's perfect. Truman: Yeah. Marlon: That's the big guy. Quite a paint brush he's got.
