David DuchovnyQuotes

Randy: Sharon, don't you understand what's going on? The world's a disaster. We have no power to make it better. You hate your job; you hate your life; but you want to feel special. Instead of letting me do that, you're rushing off to something that's not even there.

Randy: Sharon, it's just a drug. You're in pain, instead of doing heroin, you're doing God.

Bruce: Hey, yo, Mad Dog. You wanna park the car?

Hellhound: We're on a break, dude.

Mole: Yeah, park it yourself, Metallica-breath.

Fox Mulder: I'm as happy as a clam.

J.P. Prewitt: The fashion industry has been behind every major political assassination over the last 200 years. And behind every hit, a card-carrying male model.

Matilda: Okay, that is impossible.

J.P. Prewitt: Oh yeah? Listen and learn, sweetness. Abe Lincoln wanted to abolish slavery, right? Well, who do you think made the powdered wigs and silk stockings worn by our country's early leaders?

Derek Zoolander: Mugatu?

J.P. Prewitt: [[w:United States embargo against Cuba|trade embargo on Cuba; [w:Sansabelt|Sansabelt] Slaves, Derek. Without their free labor, the prices on such items would've gone up tenfold. So the powers-that-be hired John Wilkes Booth, the original model/actor, to do Mr. Lincoln in. I'll go on. Dallas, Texas. 1963. Kennedy had just put a ], ostensibly halting the shipment of Cuban-manufactured ] slacks. An incredibly popular item at the time.

Matilda: Lee Harvey Oswald was not a male model!

J.P. Prewitt: You're goddamn right he wasn't, but the two lookers who capped Kennedy across the grassy knoll sure as shit were!

Early Grayce: You haven't even said thank you.

Adele Corners: Thank you.

Early Grayce: Thank you for what, Adele?

Adele Corners: I don't know, Early.

Early Grayce: Well, Adele, it's for saving your fucking life back there! Goddamn! You were this close, momma, from spending the night in the county morgue.

Carrie Laughlin: He wasn't going to shoot her, you murdering son of a bitch!

Brian Kessler: Stop it, Carrie.

Carrie Laughlin: What are you fucking insane?

Brian Kessler: Shut up!

Carrie Laughlin: God, why are you so fucking blind, Brian? He's a murderer for crying out loud.

Brian Kessler: Just shut up!

Early Grayce: Goddamn bunch of loons.

Early Grayce: [after shooting two cops] Got them both on the dead run.

Adele Corners: No! No, no, no Early!

Early Grayce: [Walks over to Brian who is standing over the wounded cop; Hands Brian a gun while pointing another one at his head] Come on, momma. Tell me that don't hurt. Here.

Brian Kessler: What?

Early Grayce: Gotta put that crippled dog out of his misery. You wanna know about it, you gotta do it, son. Shoot him. Come on, lay it on in there. Come on, mean boy. Come on, mean boy. Do it! Shoot him! Shoot the dog! Time to live, boy. Shoot him. Come on. Go! Go, mean boy.

Early Grayce: You faggot.

Brian Kessler: Look at his face! It's not your father. Look at him!

Early Grayce: I know that, you idiot. That's police in a world of hurting. This here's a mercy killing.

Carrie Laughlin: Oh God!

Early Grayce: Let's hit the road.

Brian Kessler: [at the sound of a gunshot] What was that?

Adele Corners: [nervously] Nothing, Brian. It was just the thunder. Oh my God.

Brian Kessler: [to Early who's dragging Carrie along] Hey, Early, what the fuck are you doing? We talked about this.

Early Grayce: [throws Carrie into backseat with him] Oh, Brian. You gonna like this one. Get in. Big fella you riding shotgun. Adele, you drive.

Brian Kessler: What's going on? What are you doing?

Early Grayce: Come on bud, let's go. Get us out of here momma.

Brian Kessler: What happened back there?

Carrie Laughlin: [crying] Oh my God. He shot him. He shot him in the head.

Brian Kessler: Who shot who in the head?

Adele Corners: No, he didn't Carrie.

Early Grayce: [chuckles] Everybody just shut up! Goddamn, bitch, quit squawking. Nothing's changed. I'm gonna get you there, safe, to California. That is, if Adele don't kill us with her driving first.

Brian Kessler: How many people have you killed, Early?

Early Grayce: Well, now, how many people have you seen me kill, Bri?

Brian Kessler: None.

Early Grayce: That's how many I killed.

Brian Kessler: If you say so.

Early Grayce: Damn right I do. Shut up! Eat your food. You ain't never killed no one, have you, Bri?

Brian Kessler: No.

Early Grayce: No. Ain't seen nobody killed either, have you?

Brian Kessler: No, I haven't.

Early Grayce: No. Tell me something, big time. How are you going to write a book about something you know nothing about?

Brian Kessler: I'll never know why Early Grayce became a killer. I don't know why any of them did. When I looked into his eyes I felt nothing, nothing. That day I learned that any one of us is capable of taking another human life. But I also learned there is a difference between us and them: it's feeling remorse. Dealing with guilt. Confronting a conscience. Early never did.

Brian Kessler: I remember once going on a school trip to the top of the Empire State Building. When I looked down at the crowds of people on the street they looked like ants. I pulled out a penny and some of us started talking about what would happen if I dropped it from up there and it landed on someone's head. Of course I never crossed that line and actually dropped the penny. I don't think Early Grayce even knew there was a line to cross.

Brian Kessler: Early lived in the moment. He did whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. I don't know if I was fascinated or frightened by him.

Brian Kessler: Early seemed harmless. Primitive, but harmless. Of course the fact of the matter was he had killed his landlord less than an hour before we met him. He was even wearing the guy's ring. Who knows what he did with the finger?

Brian Kessler: When you first meet people all you notice are the differences between you and them, but as time passes you start noticing the similarities. I guess that's how all friendships begin.

Brian Kessler: When you dream there are no rules. People can fly. Anything can happen. Sometimes there's a moment as you're waking and you become aware of the real world around you, but you are still dreaming. You may think you can fly but you better not try.

Brian Kessler: I'd always wanted to be a writer, but there's a big difference between writing a magazine article and writing a book. I know I wrote a magazine article. Everything I ever wanted to know about serial killers fit nicely on those four pages. The article got me a book deal with a little cash up front, but between the rent and the convertible the advance was gone. I owed a book and I was stuck. What little I knew about serial killers I learned in a university library. The only thing I knew for certain was that people didn't kill each other in libraries.