That feeling like life has slipped through your fingers. Like the future is behind you. Like it's always been behind you.

Martin Hart

Rust: A man remembers his debts.
Marty: I don't dwell in the past.

Rust: As sentient meat, however illusory our identities are, we craft those identities by making value judgements. Everybody judges all the time. Now, you got a problem with that, you're living wrong.
Marty: What's scented meat?

I've seen more souls lost down a bottle than any pit. At the same time, it's hard to trust a man who can't trust himself with a beer.

Reverend Tuttle

Rust knew exactly who he was and there was no talking him out of it. You know Marty's single big problem was that he never really knew himself. So he never really knew what to want.

Maggie Hart

I hope you saved some of that Miss Ukraine money.

Frank

Something's been bugging me the last ten years. Not ever day, just now and then. When we went at it, the day you quit, were you holding back?

Marty

Ani: His insurance had these forms. Items likely stolen from his place. We can put out pawn sheets on them. What'd you guys get?
TD: Oh. The young man here, he got a dynamite anecdote.

Paul: Found his lawyer, too. Had to hump all over her leg for this shit. Oh, and this one fag, at the bank? He started hittin' on me. I almost clocked the guy.
TD: Yeah? Why would you do that?

Man: Mr. Casper was dedicated to his community.
Ani: A community of 95 residents.

Ray: You pull off that e-cig. Not a lot of people do.
Ani: This place gets a day-to-day influx of 70,000 people, right? Where do they live?
Ray: I tried one once. I felt like it was smoking me. A real cigarette wouldn't make you feel like that. Maybe it was just a little to close to suckin' robot's dick. I don't know.

His eyes? What the fuck kind of modus operandi is that?

Frank