Dead Again (1991)
Cozy Carlisle: Someone is either a smoker or a nonsmoker. There's no in-between. The trick is to find out which one you are, and be that. If you're a nonsmoker, you'll know.
Gray Baker: Aren't you afraid of dying?
Roman Strauss: To die is different than what anyone supposes and luckier.
Gray Baker: Is that a line from your opera?
Roman Strauss: It's Walt Whitman. I can't take credit for everything, Mr. Baker.
Cozy Carlisle: You take what you've learned from this life and use it in the next. That's karma.
Mike Church: I thought karma was I do something bad in this life and I'm a termite in the next.
Cozy Carlisle: Hey, if you ask me, pal, you're already a termite in this life in a shitty suit, OK?
Mike Church: [Baker smokes a cigarette through the hole in his throat, and gives the pack back to Mike] Keep 'em. I just quit.
Pete: I've known Mike Church forever. He would never hurt her.
Franklyn Madson: This is fate we're talking about, and if fate works at all, it works because people think that THIS TIME, it isn't going to happen!
Cozy Carlisle: Hey, thumbdick, I was a damn good shrink. Nineteen years I worked with a lot of people through a lot of shit. OK, I slept with a patient or two. It's not like I didn't care about them. I loved being a doctor. I used to not charge half my patients. Then the fucking state comes along, they send in some bitch undercover, and I'm fucked. Life isn't fair, is it?
Mike Church: Why would she want to kill me now?
Cozy Carlisle: Why do women do anything?
[leaving Cozy Carlisle's freezer]
Mike Church: Nice place you've got here.
[under his breath]
Mike Church: Fucking fruitcake.
Franklyn Madson: Well I, for one, am v-v-very interested to see w-w-what's going to happen next.
Grace: [having accidentally shot Mike] I just shot him...
Franklyn Madson: Thank you!
[looks at Mike, then back at her]
Franklyn Madson: Less work for Frankie!
[Grace tries to shoot Franklyn but the gun jams]
Franklyn Madson: [sighs] Antiques!
Roman Strauss: The man I bought it from explained to me that, when a husband gives it to his wife, they become two halves of the same person. Nothing can separate them... not even death.
Roman Strauss: What I believe, Mr. Baker, is that this is all far from over.
Franklyn Madson: Actually, I'm a hypnotist.
Mike Church: OK, here's the water, there's the door, sorry about the stairs.
Mike Church: I'm not looking for Ms. Right, I'm looking for Ms. Right Now.
Pete: [jokingly talking about Grace who's outside the door] Oh, and you don't have to worry about forgetting her name... she's already forgotten it for you!
Mike Church: [unamused] Right.