Chris Vaughn: Get your tail-lights fixed, sir.
Jay Hamilton: What's wrong with my tail-lights?
Chris Vaughn: [Vaughn smashes the tail-lights with a 4X4] They're broken.

Chris Vaughn: Get your tail-lights fixed, sir.
Jay Hamilton: What's wrong with my tail-lights?
Chris Vaughn: [Vaughn smashes the tail-lights with a 4X4] They're broken.
Claire Wellington: I asked myself, "Where would people never notice a town full of robots?"
[gasps]
Claire Wellington: Connecticut.
Allison: The world's a playground. You know that when you are a kid, but somewhere along the way everyone forgets it.
Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.
Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?
Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo… and it's worth fighting for.
Indiana Jones: Mola Ram! Prepare to meet Kali… in Hell!
Toll Road: [on being asked if he can create a diversion] Does the Pope shit in the woods ?
John Smith: [while driving, pursued by hit men in three black BMW'S] I never told you, but I was married once before.
Jane Smith: [slams on the brakes]
John Smith: What's wrong with you?
Jane Smith: [slapping John's arms and legs] You're what's wrong with me John.
John Smith: It was just a drunken Vegas thing.
Jane Smith: Oh, that's better. That's *much* better.
[pause]
Jane Smith: What's her name and social security number?
John Smith: No, you're not gonna kill her.
Ruby Baker: Write to him, "My dearest Elliot, it is with great excitement and trepidation that-"
Anna Vazquez: -Texts him a coffee cup emoji and a question mark…
Ruby Baker: So that's how people communicate now? Ugh, tell me exactly, what do you do with all the time you save?
Anna Vazquez: Uh.
Elmont: Fear of heights?
Jack: Fear of falling.
Elmont: Well then don't fall!
[subtitled version]
Husband: What is it you want help with? My plane leaves…
Taxi driver: Rob a bank at Folkungagatan.
Husband: Isn't that quite illegal?
Taxi driver: Are you religious?
Husband: No, but I was raised in Danderyd…