Olivia: It took me 20 years to realize how much I wanted your heart. Now it’s mine.

Peter: You sure seem to know a lot about men’s balls. How’s that working out for you?

Pryce: Remarkable what people will do for love.

Norman: You wretched little cunt!

Olivia: Fuck you.

Roman: One of your secret potions, handed down through the mists of time?
Destiny: Vicodin and orange juice. Sometimes Big Pharma gets the job done just fine.

Peter: I don’t know.