Jack Torrance: Here's Johnny!
Jack Torrance: Here's Johnny!
Étienne Balsan: A woman who cuts her hair, is about to change her life.
Henry Hill: [narrating] As far back as I can remember I always wanted to be a gangster.
Stella Nicholls: Stories hurt, stories heal.
Josiah Gordon "Doc" Scurlock: You son of a bitch! You're starting to believe what they're writing about you, aren't you? Let me tell you what you really are! You rode a 15 year old boy straight to his grave, and the rest of us straight to hell… straight to hell! William H. Bonney! You are *not* a god!
[cocks his gun and points it at Billy]
William H. Bonney: Why don't you pull the trigger and find out?
Captain Harris: Don't touch those! Don't you ever touch my balls without asking!
Ben Barber: [breaking up a fight] Hey! You're white! You're white! You don't fight.
Leon: [to his son, Frank] Listen, your mother… your mother was a bitch. She was a real bitch. She beat the shit out of your brother and sister on a daily basis with whatever she had in her hand. She was a violent drunk, she was a twisted fucking slut.
Keith McClain: What just happened?
Anne Garrison: I have no idea.
Jessie McClain: You two are in charge of Christmas.
Joanna Reed: In the middle of most nights, when I can't sleep I still replay you