John Adams: A mob is no less a mob because they are with you.
[Inside the White House, John and Abigail Adams survey a portrait of the late former president George Washington]
John Adams: Is the old man welcoming us or showing us the way out?
[as John Adams leaves the White House for the last time, he notices the people in the same carriage as him are staring at him]
John Adams: Stop gawking. I'm plain John Adams. Just an ordinary citizen. Same as yourselves.
John Adams: Now, your immediate resignations will be accepted, gentlemen!
Timothy Pickering: I don't feel it my duty to resign.
John Adams: Oh? Excellent. Excellent. Then you leave me the far more satisfying remedy of removing you from office.
Alexander Hamilton: A national army binds the country much as a national bank does.
Abigail Adams: [reading The Federalist Papers] "The reign of Mr. Adams has hitherto been one continued tempest of malignant passions. As president, he has never opened his lips without threatening or scolding. He is a repulsive pedant, a gross hypocrite, one of the most egregious fools upon the continent, a hideous, hermaphroditical character which has neither the force and firmness of a man, nor the gentleness and sensibility of a woman."
John Adams: It is beneath the President of the United States to take any notice of insinuations.
Abigail Adams: In any other country, such filth would have been silenced long ago.
John Adams: Mr. Hamilton takes equal pains to ensure that he Federalist Paper are filled with scurrilous attacks on Thomas Jefferson and his party.
Abigail Adams: Think of all the vile falsehoods written about you-continue to be written about you. You may have patiently borne all the slanders, but I have not. "Before it is too late to retrieve our deranged affairs-"
John Adams: For goodness sake.
Abigail Adams: "-the people must demand the immediate resignation of old, querulous, bald, blind, crippled, toothless Adams."
John Adams: I'm not crippled.
Abigail Adams: I find no amusement in this. Waste of paper and ink.
John Adams: Waste of time reading it, Abigail. Put it down.
Abigail Adams: They would not say such a thing about Washington. They would not call George Washington hermaphroditical!
John Adams: They could call him toothless, though.
[John and Abigail laugh]
[John and Abigail Adams arrive at the unfinished White House for the first time and see that the workers ther consists of slaves]
Abigail Adams: Half-fed slaves building our nation's capitol. What possible good can come from such a place?
Abigail Adams: He's dead, John. Our son is dead. Poor poor unhappy man.
John Adams: Let silence reign over his tomb... forever.