20 Best Freddy Rodríguez Quotes

Benny: Captain Mathison, what were you thinking when the plane lost power in the wind shear?
Attorney: Objection. That is not the NTSB's video.
Benny: Your Honor, the video has been modified in one specific way, and that is to show the jury what was on the ground.
Judge: I'll allow it, but only for that reason. Watch your step, Mr.Colon.
Captain: I don't remember, actually, due to head trauma from the crash.
Benny: You flew a simulation earlier that replicated the conditions. And you performed the same maneuver. Why?
Captain: It was the only way to get a few more seconds flight out of the plane.
Benny: But it wasn't protocol. Even your copilot asked what you were doing.
Captain: It would have taken too long to explain. He was never a military pilot. Anyway, there was nothing for him to do. I was in full command of the aircraft.
Benny: Why was it important for the plane to stay in the air a few extra seconds?
Captain: To veer the plane to an unpopulated area. If I couldn't save the lives of the people on board, at least I could save lives on the ground.

Benny: I can't believe my sister fired you.
Dr. Jason Bull: Temporarily.
Benny: She divorce you temporarily, too?

Jason: Taylor, tell me you hacked into Immunity Insurance e-mail and found a smoking gun that will change everything
Taylor: I hacked into Immunity Insurance's e-mail and found a smoking gun, something that just might change everything
Benny: Really?
Taylor: No

Wray: So what are you going to do now?
Cherry: I'm going to be a stand-up comedian.
Wray: You're not funny
Cherry: That's what I keep trying to tell everybody but they all say I'm hilarious
Wray: But you're not
Cherry: There's a difference between being frank... and being dick.

Cyborg: Yo, Speedy! Get your butt over here.
[Aqualad and Mas Y Menos join Bumblebee and Cyborg at the table]
Cyborg: After the way I've been workin' y'all in combat practice, I figured my team could use a good meal, so, say hello to homemade spaghetti with Chef Cyborg's Triple-Meat Sauce!
[POV inside 3-foot-tall pot, it opens. Spaghetti and sauce frame the circular view as Aqualad, Mas Y Menos, and Bumblebee look inside. Aqualad inhales deeply]
Aqualad: Woah, Cyborg, that smells incredible!
Mas: [chicken] ¡Carne con...
Mas: [pig] carne con...
Mas: [cow] carne!
Menos: ¡No puedo creerlo!
Mas: [collapsing] Ahhhhh...
Bumblebee: Mmm, mmm! What did we do to deserve this?
Cyborg: Just my way of sayin', "Thanks for makin' me boss."

Jason: She's a real piece of work, our Ms.Kress
Benny: You can say that again
Jason: She's a real piece of work
Benny: Now that we've got that out of the way, how do you suggest we curate a jury?

[as Wray is dying]
Cherry: [crying] No... you can't go. Two against the world, remember?
Wray: There will be, I promise
Wray: [touching her stomach] I never miss.

Marissa: Her name is Tally North. Since the age of ten, she has been diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder. She lacks empathy for others, exhibits severely stunted emotions, and is prone to violence.
Benny: Isn't that what we used to call a sociopath in the good old days?
Marissa: Actually, she used to be his patient, so this is kind of personal.
Benny: It's gonna be tough trying to get a jury to sympathize with a sociopath. Juries usually like to see remorse in their killers, and there's not gonna be any.

Marco: We've got a problem
Dylan: [looking at a elevator door] Hey, Hey, Map, what's through here?
Marco: Yeah, that's the uh, the service elevator

Ron: So, uh, what kind of jurors are we looking for?
Marissa: Well, as you so beautifully explained in your opening statement to our empty chairs, our narrative is that Bull is human. His job isn't to see the future. It's to give the best advice possible with the information he's given. Now, for that to work, we need jurors who can separate certainty from chance, people who understand that there are limits to foreseeability, that choices and outcomes don't always correlate. We want to focus on individuals who judge circumstances only on the factors that they can control.
Ron: I'm sorry. Was that English? I-I-I just I-I don't know what the hell she's talking about.
Benny: Think of, uh, texting and driving. Right? It's illegal, but we've all done it. Now, you got two people driving on the same road. First person finishes their text, puts their phone away, keeps on driving. No one's the wiser. But as the other person is hitting "send," a kid chases a ball onto the street. The car hits the kid. Now, is the second person more culpable than the first because a kid jumped out
Ron: Okay, so what we need is people that understand - that sometimes stuff just happens.
Marissa: Yeah, exactly.
Ron: Well, why didn't you say that in the first place?

Sheriff: Where the hell are you going?
Wray: I'm going to get Cherry.
Sheriff: Fine, but we're taking my car.
[his car explodes]
Sheriff: [looking back at Wray] I'm riding with you.

[repeated line]
Wray: I never miss.

Benny: Reasonable doubt. Uh, you look up in the dictionary, and there'd be a picture of all of us sitting here today. There'd also be a definition. Something along the lines of... "Lack of proof that prevents a judge or a jury from convicting a defendant for the charged crime." Only Torin North and his killer know exactly what happened in that room. But you've heard all the evidence. Or have you? I've yet to hear a single piece of evidence that points to my client having done this. But I've heard a great deal to suggest an alternate theory. I believe that... Torin walked in on his best friend, Blake Lambert, standing over his semi-conscious sister. Her shirt ripped, her arms bruised. And he was fiercely protective of his sister. So he did what any brother would do. Blake fought back. Grabbed the scissors from Tally's desk and plunged them into his best friend's neck. And as Torin's blood spilled on an unconscious Tally, he had a moment of regret. He doesn't suffer from ASPD, anti-social personality disorder. No. No, no. He's just an old-fashioned rapist who suddenly realized that he might have killed his best friend, so he tried to stop the bleeding. Realized that wasn't going to work, so he wiped the murder weapon, and left Tally passed out on the bed. So that when she came to, confronted with her brother's slain body, and having no memory of what happened due to the flunitrazepam, she'd be forced to carry around the knowledge that she might have done this. That it was her fault, her doing, her crime. But she didn't. She didn't do it. Tally is simply just another victim, and-and... what an obscene joke that is. You know, the person responsible for this crime is trusting that you, the jury, will lean on your own preconceived notions on what it means to be a sociopath, what it means to be devoid of emotion, what it means to be mentally ill. The killer's counting on it. And so is the ADA. But Tally and I know you know better. In fact, she's betting her life on it.

Marissa: You sure about this next move, Bull?
Jason: "Sure" is a strong word. I prefer "what other choice do we have?".
[he nods at Benny]
Benny: Tally... are you sad your brother's dead?
Tally: No.
[murmurs in the courtroom]
Jason: [to Marissa] If I were you, I'd pull a couple of dollar bills out of my wallet and stare at 'em, 'cause that's the last green you're gonna be seeing for a while.

Marissa: According to Bull, she has suffered from fugue state blackouts since she was a child.
Benny: Fugue state blackouts? Was she asleep? Was she awake?
Marissa: A fugue state is a dissociative episode where sufferers experience temporary amnesia and a lack of awareness of themselves or their actions.
Chunk: Okay, so what's the big guy say? Does he think that this fugue thing is a credible defense? Does he think that the jury will buy into it?
Marissa: No. Bull wants to plead not guilty by reason of insanity. If Tally was in a fugue state during the murder, she lacked the substantial capacity to appreciate the criminality of her conduct when she killed her brother.
Benny: Terrific. I'm gonna go back to the conference room, comb through my law books, see if I can find any insanity plea precedents. With any luck, I'll fall into a fugue state.

Benny: Now, bear with me. I'm gonna show you three pictures that tell a story. Okay? Here we go. Now, as you can see, these kids are getting bullied. Then one of them fights back. Here they are in the principal's office. And here's the bully, nursing his black eye. Okay, now, as a show of hands, what was the color shirt of the kid who confronted the bully? Was it a blue shirt? Okay, well, let's take a look, see if we're right. If you all guessed blue, you were wrong. The kid who confronted the bully was wearing the red shirt. See, I never specified which kid confronted the bully. You all just assumed it was the boy. Now, come on, I admit I failed the test, too. See, it's hard to imagine a girl being the hero of the story. Just like it's hard to imagine Captain Mathison being the hero of the one in this court. But she is. She doesn't deserve to be punished for our failings. She deserves to be thanked for the lives that she saved. We need to find her not guilty.

Dylan: [to Richard, who has Marco Valentin clinging to his leg as they dangle at the entrance to an elevator shaft, with an elevator above them about to fall] Shake him off! Shake him off!
Richard: What?
Marco: No!
Dylan: [to Richard] Now, or you both die!
Marco: No!
Richard: [to Marco] I'm so sorry...
Dylan: [to Richard] Shake him off! Now!
Marco: [to Richard] No! No! No!
[Richard shakes Marco off, who falls to the bottom of the elevator shaft and is impaled]

Richard: Thank you, gorgeous!
Marco: My name is Valentin.
Richard: I love that name.

Wray: Did you find what was in the pocket?
Cherry: Fuck no.
Wray: Look for it.
Cherry: [searches through one pocket]
Wray: No, the other one.
Cherry: [searches through the other pocket and takes out a box with a ring inside it]
Wray: I was gonna give it to you, but you left me. 'Cuz you took the jacket...
Cherry,121456: ...and I looked for it for two weeks.
Wray: Read it.
Cherry: Two against the world.
Wray: Remember that?
Cherry: I never forgot it.

Benny: [after meeting their client] I don't know, Bull, I have the same problems I had before we went in there, plus a few more