Cora: He wants to have a baby... How'm I gonna do that, Frank?
Frank Chambers: What are you, uh, Greek or something?
Cora: What... do I look Greek?
Cora: I'm getting tired of what's right and wrong.
Frank Chambers: They hang people for that, Cora!
Cora: [disgusted, after seeing Frank drink milk directly from the bottle] Will you use a glass? What are you, an animal?
Cora: You're scum, Frank!
Cora: I knew that when I met you... You'll never change.
Cora: All I know is, it went dark... If he'd have turned around, Frank, they'd have hanged us for it... and something... something put that cop there... It's an act of God those lights went out!