Evelyn Ryan: Do you know that U.S. Army research has shown a relationship between intelligence and willingness to eat unfamiliar foods?
Dylan: Chill out guys, I've got something stashed that just might help.
Brian: Dylan, we don't have time to indulge in recreational activities.
Ritchie: That's it. You're fired.
Isabel Bigelow: Doesn't matter... I quit! Yeah, so you better call my agent.
Jim Fields: You don't have an agent.
Isabel Bigelow: Then call my cable man.
Kadaj: So what if I'm a puppet? Once upon a time... you were too.
Steve Coogan: Womb with a view.
The Kid: So, as just a guy who gave another guy a sandwich, you have, like, any philosophical tips or anything, for a guy on a-kind of - road trip?
Don Johnston: You asking me?
The Kid: Yeah.
Don Johnston: Well, the past is gone, I know that. The future, isn't here yet, whatever it's going to be. So, all there is, is, is this. The present. That's it.
The Kid: Are you a Buddhist?
Elena Sandoval: I don't know for sure, but I think someone was in my trailer last night.
Marie Clifton: Someone?
Elena Sandoval: My probation officer, probably.
Marie Clifton: Okay, well, you-you disposed of everything, right?
Elena Sandoval: I did, but... but what if Jay told them what you did?
Marie Clifton: Sweetie, men aren't smart enough for that. Don't worry. I'm not gonna let the big bad wolf get you.
Kaufman: In a world where the dead are returning to life, the word "trouble" loses much of its meaning.
Coach Ken Carter: L came to coach basketball players, and you became students. L came to teach boys, and you became men.
The Host: You dream is over! Your nightmare is about to begin.
Opal: Music is better if someone's listening.
Sonia Rand: I don't have time for stupid idiots.
Travis Ryer: Well, why don't you make some time. How about we stop with the insults, because it is starting to get on my nerves.
Sonia Rand: You think I devoted my career to designing an amusement park ride for rich men to compensate for their little willies by shooting prehistoric animals, is that what you really think?
Travis Ryer: No, what I think is that if you were a guy, someone would have probably knocked you on your ass a long time ago.
Cece: Grandma saved souls. Murderers, sadists. The most vile men. She milked them of evil.
Eden Sinclair: What was in that suitcase, Cece?
Cece: Every soul that she ever milked was inside that suitcase. So if those snakes got set free, and they killed Ray, the evil of countless souls are inside him right now, possesing his body.