It’s not cowardice to seek shelter from the storm.
It’s a difficult thing, realizing your entire life is some hideous fiction.
I’m coded to care about nobody but myself, and yet here I am willing to risk my life for someone else.[to Lee]
I can always tell when a man wants something that’s not on the menu.
Getting to hell is easy. The rest is where it gets hard.
Everyone has something they want.
Your services won’t be required, darling. He may be rather basic, but he’s still capable of pulling up his own trousers.[to Sophia, about Caleb]
You can’t keep doing this to us, giving us people to love and then getting upset when we do.[to Lee]
Well, what about all the copies of yourself that you sent to their deaths? I’ll tell you what. I’ll let you apologize to them in person.[Dolores Abernathy: I haven’t enslaved anyone.]
Well, I can’t speak for Ford, but I don’t give a f*** how you die. As long as I get to watch.[to Man in Black]
We all deserve our memories. Our skeletons. Our debts.[to Lawrence]
Not likely, darling. Right now, we’ve got work to do.[Lee Sizemore: F*** me.]