H.G. Wells: The hardest lesson is that love can be so fair to some and so cruel to others, even those who could be gods.
Tempus: You know, my stores are offering a great deal on a 12-clip automatic. 24 rounds with every purchase, and a free pair of sunglasses.
Tempus: [watching alternate Clark become Superman] Bravo, Mr. Kent. My plan is working perfectly.
H.G. Wells: You have a plan?
Tempus: Yes, Herb. I'm the bad guy- we always have a plan.
Tempus: [to H.G. Wells] Herb, if I wanted to kill her, I'd beat her to death with a frozen lamb chop and then eat it with a nice merlot.
Tempus: [to H.G. Wells] I've missed you, Herb. Sure, you're a few years older, I'm a few pounds lighter, you're about to become a corpse, I'm about to be a god, but it's the same old us, together again, huh?