Ida: I really don't understand why anybody will work for you. When… when you're so awful and stupid and not nice.
Philip: I pay him good money.

Ida: I really don't understand why anybody will work for you. When… when you're so awful and stupid and not nice.
Philip: I pay him good money.
Lionel Bloch: To serve people takes dignity and intelligence. But remember, they are only people with money. And although we serve them, we are not their servants. What we do, Miss Ventura, does not define who we are. What defines us is how well we rise after falling.
Cam Wexler: Why do you want to take me out to dinner?
Charlie: You look hungry.
Conny: This isn't true. I'm not here. I can't be, because this isn't true. Therefore I'm not here. And if I am, it ain't me!
Mr. Louie Amendola: [fleeing fire] The polar bear rug with the radio inside! I'll miss the Jimmy Durante show!
Sam: So does this cute little fella say anything or make noise or warn you when he's about to steal your soul?
Henry: You light up my world, you're my best friend, and I love you. Will you marry me?
Kenny G: It's not a flute, bitch!
[last lines]
CIA Superior: What did we learn, Palmer?
CIA Officer: I don't know, sir.
CIA Superior: I don't fuckin' know either. I guess we learned not to do it again.
CIA Officer: Yes, sir.
CIA Superior: I'm fucked if I know what we did.
CIA Officer: Yes, sir, it's, uh, hard to say
CIA Superior: Jesus Fucking Christ.
Jonas Taylor: [to himself while swimming out to the shark] Just keep swimming, just keep swimming…