Young Cleo: Why rats, Papa?
Ratcatcher: Rats are the lowliest and most despised of all creatures, my love. But if they have purpose, so do we all.

Young Cleo: Why rats, Papa?
Ratcatcher: Rats are the lowliest and most despised of all creatures, my love. But if they have purpose, so do we all.
Agent Hall: [from the trailer]
[exasperated]
Agent Hall: You shot Baker
Agent Nivens: [bluntly] No I didn't… Tom did
Master Yu: May I help you?
Detective James Carter: We'll be asking the questions old man. Who are you?
Master Yu: Yu.
Detective James Carter: No, not me. You.
Master Yu: Yes, I'm Yu.
Detective James Carter: Just answer the damn question! Who are you?
Master Yu: I have told you!
Detective James Carter: Are you deaf?
Master Yu: No. Yu is blind.
Detective James Carter: I'm not blind. You blind.
Master Yu: That is what I just said.
Detective James Carter: You just said what?
Master Yu: I did not say what, I said Yu.
Detective James Carter: That's what I'm asking you.
Master Yu: And Yu was answering.
Detective James Carter: Shut up!
Detective James Carter: You!
Master Yu: Yes?
Detective James Carter: Not you. Him! What's your name?
Mi: Mi.
Detective James Carter: Yes, you.
Mi: I'm Mi.
Master Yu: He's Mi and I'm Yu.
Detective James Carter: And I'm about to whoop your old ass man because I am sick of playing games! You, me? Everybody's ass around here!
James Carter: Who died, Lee?
Lee: You!
James Carter: Detective Yu?
Lee: Not Yu, you!
James Carter: Who?
Lee: You!
James Carter: Who?
Lee: Do you understand the words that are a-coming out of my mouth?
James Carter: Don't nobody understand the words that are comin' out of your mouth.
[last lines]
Nick Dunne: What are you thinking? How are you feeling? What have we done to each other? What will we do?
Lee: Whassup, my nigga?
Bartender: What did you just say?
Lee: Whassup, my nigga.
[last lines]
Sam Wheat: It's amazing, Molly. The love inside, you take it with you. See ya.
Molly: See ya. Bye.
Mandi Weatherly: Jo Mitchell, you have no idea how scary I can be.
Greg: Orson Fortune. That is a sexy name. It is. You must fancy him a bit.
Charles-Ingvar 'Sickan' Jönsson: The hole!
Rocky: Huh?
Charles-Ingvar 'Sickan' Jönsson: The hole!
Rocky: The hole?
Charles-Ingvar 'Sickan' Jönsson: The *clay*!
Rocky: Oh!
[gives Sickan a tiny clay horse]
Charles-Ingvar 'Sickan' Jönsson: What's this?
Rocky: I made a little horse!
Charles-Ingvar 'Sickan' Jönsson: [mashes the clay horse into a pulp]
Rocky: [shocked] My horse!