The Lady: Red is the color of lust, but green is what lust leaves behind, in heart, in womb. Green is what is left when ardor fades, when passion dies, when we die, too.
The Lady: Red is the color of lust, but green is what lust leaves behind, in heart, in womb. Green is what is left when ardor fades, when passion dies, when we die, too.
[Mouth is "translating" Mrs. Walsh's instructions for Rosalita]
Irene Walsh: Pants and shirts go in the second. Just… just throw them all into cardboard boxes. Clark, can you translate all that?
Mouth: For sure, Mrs. Walsh.
Mouth: [in Spanish] The marijuana goes in the top drawer. The cocaine and speed go in the second drawer. And the heroin goes in the bottom drawer. Always separate the drugs.
Caesar Flickerman: So, Peeta, tell me, is there a special girl back home?
Peeta Mellark: No. No, not really.
Caesar Flickerman: No? I don't believe it for a second. Look at that face. Handsome man like you. Peeta… tell me.
Peeta Mellark: Well, there, uh… there is this one girl that I've had a crush on forever.
Caesar Flickerman: Ah.
Peeta Mellark: But I don't think she actually recognized me until the Reaping.
Caesar Flickerman: Well, I'll tell you what, Peeta. You go out there, and you win this thing, and when you get home, she'll have to go out with you. Right, folks?
Peeta Mellark: Thanks, but I, uh, I don't think winning's gonna help me at all.
Caesar Flickerman: And why not?
Peeta Mellark: Because she came here with me.
[from trailer]
President Snow: Miss Everdeen, it is the things we love most that destroy us.
Denise: Fucking crutch retard.
Gardner Elliot: Tulsa?
Tulsa: Yes, Gardner?
Gardner Elliot: What's your favorite thing about Earth?
Tulsa: You are, Gardner.
Halliday: She wanted to go dancing, so we watched a movie.
Queen Atlanna: I am Atlanna, Queen of Atlantis.
Thomas Curry: I am Thomas, Keeper of Lighthouse.
Les Grossman: First, take a big step back… and literally, FUCK YOUR OWN FACE! I don't know what kind of pan-pacific bullshit power play you're trying to pull here, but Asia Jack is my territory. So whatever you're thinking, you'd better think again! Otherwise I'm gonna have to head down there and I will rain down an un-Godly fucking firestorm upon you! You're gonna have to call the fucking United Nations and get a fucking binding resolution to keep me from fucking destroying you. I'm talking scorched earth, motherfucker! I will massacre you! I WILL FUCK YOU UP!
Bruce Wayne:
We’re criminals, Alfred. We’ve always been criminals. Nothing’s changed.
Alfred:
Oh, yes it has, sir. Everything’s changed. Men fall from the sky, the gods hurl thunderbolts, innocents die. That’s how it starts, sir. The fever, the rage, the feeling of powerlessness that turns good men… cruel.