Henry: I don't think losing my father broke my mother's heart, but rather losing love itself.

Henry: I don't think losing my father broke my mother's heart, but rather losing love itself.
Violet Crawley: Stop that noise. I can't hear myself die.
Sara: Forgive me if I get a little emotional, but this is the day every mother dreams of. The day she watches her only daughter put a lock on her bedroom door, to keep her husband out.
[Brown walks towards the restroom mirror and breathes deeply]
Jesse Brown: You ain't shit.
[breathing deeply again]
Jesse Brown: You ain't never landing that plane, nigger.
[continues to breathe deeply]
Jesse Brown: Boy.
[continued deep breathing]
Jesse Brown: Your monkey-ass shouldn't even be flying.
[Continues to breathe deeply as tears flow down his face. He grunts before shaking his head off and looks down. He then wipes his tears and looks at the mirror again before heading to the USS Leyte]
Liv: Prioritize your pussy.
Dr. Alex Brulov: Good night and happy dreams – which we will analyze at breakfast.
Anthony: We don't know what the inner machinations of their mind are, or their heart. We don't know. But that's what we want to know when we go and see a film. We don't wanna just see life played out as is. We wanna see life as it is experienced, within this soft machine, within this…
Julie: But the life of Tony and his mother, they're the lives of real people. I'm not- I'm not making that up.
Anthony: Why are they more real than me?
Julie: They're not more real than you.
Anthony: Am I more real than you?
Julie: No. I think we're all equal in that. I think we're all as real as each other. There's no competition. It doesn't matter that they're not real people. I mean, I'm not trying to make a documentary. I'm just- you know, I'm making a feature film.
Anthony: Now, are you sure?
Julie: Yes, I am. I'm making a feature film.
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.
Tom Langdon: Maybe this is fate.
Eleanor Carter: No, it's not. This is bad luck, that's all.