Pope Francis: When no-one is to blame, everyone is to blame.
Julia Knight: Dick me dead, and bury me pregnant.
Doc McGhee: I have managed the Scorpions, Bon Jovi, Skid Row, kiss. I had been dragged through the deepest shit with all kinds of mentally ill people. But I have never been through what Mötley Crüe put me through.
Jimmy Hoffa: You always charge a guy with a gun! With a knife, you run away.
Social Worker: What's so funny?
Arthur Fleck: I was just thinking... just thinking of a joke.
Social Worker: Do you wanna tell it to me?
Arthur Fleck: You wouldn't get it.
Elton John: Real love's hard to come by. So you find a way to cope without it.
Ip Man: I teach Chinese Kung-Fu.
Carroll Shelby: There's a point, 7000 rpm, where everything fades. The machine becomes weightless. Just disappears. And all that's left is a body, moving through space and time. 7000 rpm, that's where you meet it. Asks you a question. The only question that matters. Who are you?
Cliff Booth: Hey! You're Rick fucking Dalton, don't you forget it.
Roy McBride: Can I have a blanket and pillow?
Flight Attendant: Certainly, that will be $125.
Robert Bilott: The system is rigged. The want us to believe that it'll protect us, but that's a lie. We protect us. We do. Nobody else. Not the companies, not the scientists, not the government. Us.
Steve: This is delicious. This dirty shitty river, this beer, this time. Wouldn't change it. The clock just... keeps tickin' down, and the lower that number gets, you realise how fucking amazing now is. The present is a miracle, bruh.
Rudy Ray Moore: Dolemite is my name, and fuckin' up motherfuckers is my game.
Mr. Breyer: Maybe there is something wrong with Brandon. He may look like us. He's not like us.
Mrs. Breyer: I will never turn against our son.
Mr. Breyer: He's not our son.
Simon Legrew: Your mother's womb must be twitching in regret at bringing you into the world.
Elsa Korr: You're not a Nazi, Jojo. You're a ten-year-old kid who likes dressing up in a funny uniform and wants to be part of a club.
Red Cargo: I have to do what's best for everyone.
Deni Maroon: Yeah, but... how do you know what's best for everyone?
Tulley: Justice delayed is justice denied. That's my damn agenda.
Ki-taek: Rich people are naive. No resentments. No creases on them.
Chung-sook, Ki-taek's wife: It all gets ironed out. Money is an iron. Those creases all get smoothed out by money.