“Well there you go. Even a psychopath recognized your worth enough to want to kill someone else first."I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.”

“Laugh all you want. I know my own worth and don't need to prove it to someone who doesn't know theirs.”

“Talk. We are going to talk first. I want to see you smile and laugh. I want to know what your favorite show was when you were a kid and who made you cry at school and what boy band you hung posters of on your wall. Then I want you naked in my bed again.”

“Well, Samantha... you were introduced to this guy. It went downhill from there. That might make it justifiable homicide. From time to time, I've wanted to kill people I knew even less well... strangers in supermarkets." Am I on my roof with a psychopath?”

“I believe if you’re going to bomb someone you should know them first. It should hurt when you kill someone.”

“I could quote enough Nietzsche to bore someone into a coma, solve mathematical problems so beautiful they'd make Pythagoras cry; I could talk so much bullshit the listener didn't know if I was coming or going, but I had gotten to know Rickie well enough to realize that I had no idea how a woman's mind worked.”