Lewis: We can release him. He won't go to the police. We can get out of this, Maja. Get our lives back to normal.
Maja: My life will never be normal.

Lewis: We can release him. He won't go to the police. We can get out of this, Maja. Get our lives back to normal.
Maja: My life will never be normal.
Nux: [In the midst of a massive, violent sandstorm, after witnessing his fellow War Boys sucked off the War Rig into a vortex] Oh, what a day… what a lovely day!
Warden Burns: As warden, I can approve buying a copy of A Dance With Dragons for the prison library to go up on the Game of Thrones shelf. Now, the only problem is that The Winds of Winter and A Dream of Spring have yet to be published so those aren't available. Well, I can't do anything about what I can't control.
Naaman: That is total bullshit! George R.R. Martin was supposed to deliver The Winds of Winter to his publisher over two years ago.
Warden Burns: I know that was the original deadline. That's what it says here. But I'm reading to you from the Wikipedia page. It also says that Martin had a grueling promotion schedule or something, and it's interfered with his writing schedule. He's failed to complete The Winds of Winter.
Naaman: That don't make no sense. Those two guys who transferred in from Federal last month knew about all the new stuff with the hot chick and her dragons.
Warden Burns: No. I'm telling you, I believe those two inmates had that information from watching the TV series. Again, I'm reading to you. The series has jumped ahead! It's no longer following the books!
[the characters can ask a revived corpse five questions before it dies again]
Edgin: Were you killed in battle?
'Yes' Corpse: Yes.
Edgin: Great!
[to Simon]
Edgin: Four more questions, right?
'Yes' Corpse: Yes.
Edgin: No, no, no, that wasn't for you.
[to Simon]
Edgin: Did that count as a question?
'Yes' Corpse: Yes.
Edgin: Dammit! Only answer when I talk to you, okay?
'Yes' Corpse: Yes.
Simon: Why did you say "okay?" at the end of that?
'Yes' Corpse: I didn't.
[lies back in its coffin, dead]
Edgin: Fantastic. Where's the shovel?
Library Security Guard: [as Brian works on a radio] Maybe you should have somebody help with that, you know?
Brian Parks: Sir, I am president of the Electronics Club, the Math Club, and the Chess Club. Now, if there's a bigger nerd in here, please… point him out.
Library Security Guard: …I'll just leave you alone to work on it, then.
Kah Mun Rah: [Darth Vader holds his hand up with a pinching motion] What is that? What is that? What does it mean? I don't know… you've lost me. Is that your breathing? Because I can't hear myself think.
[pause]
Kah Mun Rah: Let me tell you kindly, just simplify. There's too much going on! You're not evil, you're asthmatic, and what's with the cape? Are we going to the opera? I don't think so. Goodbye!
[Darth Vader and Oscar the Grouch leave]
Lavender "Popeye" Wolfmeyer: People don't know how to love. They bite rather than kiss. They slap rather than stroke. Maybe it's because they recognize how easy it is for love to go bad, to become suddenly impossible… unworkable, an exercise of futility. So they avoid it and seek solace in angst, and fear, and aggression, which are always there and readily available. Or maybe sometimes… they just don't have all the facts.
Car Passenger: Hey… you wanna see something really scary?
Graham Winslow: [Travis Burke introduces Amy and Graham Winslow to his new partner Maria, who expresses her adoration for Graham's Atticus Keller novels.] I like your new partner.
Travis Burke: Well, you know I only work with Graham Winslow fans.
Benji Dunn: [explaining Ethan's gloves] Easy way to remember: blue is glue.
Ethan Hunt: And when it's red?
Benji Dunn: Dead.