Robert McCall: There are two kinds of pain in this world. The pain that hurts, the pain that alters.
[In Turkish]
Robert McCall: Today, you get to choose.

Robert McCall: There are two kinds of pain in this world. The pain that hurts, the pain that alters.
[In Turkish]
Robert McCall: Today, you get to choose.
The Chechen: [During a private sit down meeting with the gangsters] What do you propose?
The Joker: It's simple. We, uh, kill the Batman.
[mobsters laugh]
Salvatore Maroni: If it's so simple, why haven't you done it already?
The Joker: If you're good at something, never do it for free.
Tom Ripley: I always thought it would be better to be a fake somebody than a real nobody.
Lt. Mauser: [Mauser and Proctor are spying on Lassard greeting the new recruits in his office] So… these academy rats are going to save the precinct?
Proctor: Hey, personally, lieutenant, I hope they fall flat on their asses.
Lt. Mauser: That can be arranged, you know?
Proctor: What do you mean?
Lt. Mauser: Well, if they fail, I take over as commander of the precinct.
Lt. Mauser: So?
Lt. Mauser: So… we make sure they fail.
Proctor: Who?
Lt. Mauser: The new recruits.
Proctor: Why?
Lt. Mauser: If they fail, Lassard's out, I'm in. And I'm gonna need somebody to be the new watch commander. And you know who that's gonna be.
Proctor: [confused] Who?
Lt. Mauser: [annoyed] You, dickhead, you!
Proctor: Oh… oh… well, good idea.
Lt. Mauser: You're not playing with a full deck, are you?
Proctor: Oh, I don't play cards.
Gladys Presley: The way you sing is God-given, so there can't be nothin' wrong with it.
Ace Ventura: If I'm not back in five minutes… just wait longer.
Michael Corleone: My father taught me many things here – he taught me in this room. He taught me: keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.
[the three musketeers and D'Artagnan are escaping from the Cardinal's men in his own coach]
Porthos: Champagne?
Athos: We're in the middle of a chase, Porthos.
Porthos: You're right – something red.
The Analyst: Quietly yearning for what you don't have, while dreading losing what you do. Desire and fear.
Jem Belcher: Who's waiting for you?
Walter: No one in particular. Only death.