Sergeant Hiles: Ho-lee Jesus! Frank Bannister!
[about to have sex with a mummy]
Judge: There's a reason they call me the "hanging judge".
Dammers: Sheriff! You are violating my territorial bubble.
Frank Bannister: [after seeing the glowing number on her forehead] You're next.
Magda Rees-Jones: He's threatening to kill me!
Frank Bannister: You are SUCH an asshole.
Milton Dammers: I'm an asshole... with an Uzi!
Frank Bannister: I gotta have an out-of-body-experience, and I gotta have it RIGHT NOW!
Judge: [after having sex with a mummy] I like it when they lie still like that.
Frank Bannister: Catch you later, Hiles.
Sergeant Hiles: Hey - my tour of duty runs another 85 years! There's a piece of dirt up here with your name on it, Bannister! I'm waitin' for you, you little maggot!
Sergeant Hiles: I am not one of your shitty little emanations, Bannister!
Frank Bannister: [to Stuart and Cyrus] Why is it that flies stick to you guys like shit to a blanket?
Cyrus: Ha ha, very funny. You're a funny guy, Frank. You know, all you think about is yourself. I could complain, too, you know. I would like some new clothes. You get to dress nice. Here I am still looking like Linc from The Mod Squad.
Frank Bannister: You died in the 70's. It's a bummer.
Sergeant Hiles: What in the hell are you doing in my graveyard? You have been told to stay away! Sound off like you've got a pair!
Frank Bannister: Yeah, well, it's a public place, Hiles.
Sergeant Hiles: I do not like you! You cannot bring your spooks here without my permission! Disappear, scumbag!
Cyrus: You know if I wanted to get shot at everyday, I'd move my black ass to Los Angeles!
Ray Lynskey: [Frank has smashed one of his lawn gnomes] No! Not Budzo!
Dammers: [accusing Frank of killing] But what about the guy in the toilet? What did *he* do? Piss on your Hush Puppies?
Judge: When a man's jawbone drops off it's time to reassess the situation.
Johnny Charles Bartlett: [Johnny, violently upset, interrupting his girlfriend, counterpart of this serial-killer couple] Shut up! That Russian cannibal creep is telling everyone he did 50 plus. That reflects badly on both of us, Patty. This record should be held by an American.
Ray Lynskey: Bannister, what is happening to me?
Frank Bannister: Well, Ray, you appear to be dead.
Ray Lynskey: Don't say that. That's impossible. I'm in the prime of my life. I work out every single day. My wife's a goddamn doctor!
Frank Bannister: Why didn't you take the Corridor?
Ray Lynskey: What corridor?
Frank Bannister: The Corridor of Life, the passageway to the other side.
Ray Lynskey: Because I don't belong on the other side! Jesus Christ, I'm only 29!
[Frank's spirit goes through a wall and Ray pulls him out]
Ray Lynskey: Hey, hey, hey. Ray. Just relax, all right? You wanna tell me what happened?
Ray Lynskey: I was on the rowing machine, and then suddenly I felt this vice-like grip just squeezing my heart and I couldn't breathe, Frank. I just-- I couldn't breathe.
Ray Lynskey: [shudders] Oh, I've got the shakes. I need some vitamin B.
Frank Bannister: You can't take vitamins anymore. You don't eat. You don't drink. You don't go the bathroom. All that shit's over with.
Patricia Ann Bradley: I'm in the mood for a little vivisection.
Dr. Lucy Lynskey: Boy that Dammers guy, he sure looks pissed.
Frank Bannister: [without realizing] Yeah.
[the penny suddenly drops and Frank looks back in surprise at Lucy]
Dr. Lucy Lynskey: Well sometimes Frank, you see when you go through a traumatic experience, it kind of alters your perception.
Cyrus: Ah, the old express train to Hell. No lines, no waiting!