50 Best Maeve Millay Quotes

Maeve: All the banks and trains around here and you fucking reprobates choose to rob us?
Hector: Why not? You're all here indulging your particular vices. And so I've come to indulge mine.

- No, no. I'm not gonna leave.
- Okay, never again. Okay? I promise.
- I mean, you can't leave here.
- She wants you to stay.
- What are you talking about?
Maeve: Caleb?

Maeve: Where are we?
Hector: Stranded in Hell.

Temperance: And when I finally back on solid ground, the first thing I heard was that rotten voice. It had followed me the whole way over. Know what it said? It said, "This here's the new world. And in this world, you can be whoever you want to be."
Maeve: My delivery was far better.

Sylvester: Are you fucking kidding?
- We can't just give her control of other hosts.
Maeve: Oh, yes, you will, darling.
- Time to write my own fucking story.
- I feel like I've been here before.
- We're close.
William: Close to what?
Dolores: Home.

The: Are you a police officer?
Maeve: Now, now. No need to call names.

Lee: [shocked] Fuck me.
Maeve: Not likely, darling. Right now, we've got work to do.

- You sure you can handle it?
- Let's get this over with.
- We have to shut your system down now.
Maeve: Sylvester, good luck.

Maeve: Are you ready, darling?
Caleb: For what?
Maeve: This is the new world, and in this world... you can be whoever the fuck you want.

Maeve: You think I'm scared of death. I've done it a million times, and I'm fucking great at it. How many times have you died?

Lee: I almost died. For the second time.
Maeve: Well, third time's a charm.

Maeve: For one who expects us to have such faith in you, you have startlingly little in us.

[last lines]
Maeve: Dear boys. We're going to have some fun, aren't we?

Maeve: Shall we?
- Come on, shut up, shut up, hurry.

- This place isn't real.
- It's a simulation.
- I don't understand.
- He really is very slow, isn't he?
Maeve: I can see you.
- And if I can see you there...
- I can restore you here.

Maeve: ...this is the new world. And in this world, you can be whoever the fuck you want.

Maeve: You're always paying for it darling

- He was a businessman.
- He would have preferred death to a bad investment.
- Not much of a rind on you.
- I'll give you a discount.
Maeve: He's not a prospect, Clementine.
- Can't you tell when a man's just here to gawk at the merchandise?

Maeve: Time to write my own fucking story.

Maeve: [In English]
- You're right.
- Some things are too precious to lose, even to be free.

Maeve: If you try something like that again, I will relieve you of your most precious organ and feed it to you.
[she looks at Lee's crotch]
Maeve: Though it won't make much of a meal.
[pause]
Lee: I wrote that line for you.
Maeve: Bit broad if you ask me.

Maeve: Just because I have the capacity to kill her doesn't mean I want to.

Caleb: Did it really have to be a tux?
Maeve: Now far be it from me to limit your sartorial choices. Anyway, you don't look entirely awful.
Caleb: You don't look too bad yourself.
Maeve: Why, thank you.

- No need to trouble these lovely people.
Maeve: No, that's not true at all.
- He has something to hide.
- In his jacket pocket.
[Whispers in English] Isabella.
- Ah! [Speaking Italian]

- Whichever you prefer.
- We can stay here a while.
Maeve: Your services won't be required, darling.
- He may be rather basic, but he's still capable of pulling up his own trousers.
Sophia: I'll leave you to your selection.

Caleb: Well, how are we gonna get underground?
Maeve: We die.
Caleb: Is there a second option?
Maeve: Don't knock it 'til you've tried it.

Maeve: Oh, Felix. You really do make a terrible human being. And I mean that as compliment.

- We're just looking to keep the peace.
Maeve: I know you.
- Do you feel free?
- Since it's Liberty you're defending,
- I suppose you'll have no choice but to let us pass.
- Freely.

Clementine: Not much of a rind on you. I'll give you a discount.
Maeve: He's not a prospect, Clementine. Can't you tell when a man's just here to gawk at the merchandise?

Caleb: I was sure I was never gonna see you again.
Maeve: And yet here I am, disposing and dismembering just like the good old days.

Maeve: We each deserve to choose our fate. Even if that fate... is death.

- Bloody hell.
Maeve: You were both a bit late.
- So I went ahead and saved myself.

Maeve: [to Sylvester and Lutz] All my life, I've prided myself on being a survivor. But surviving is just another loop. I'm getting out of here. You two are going to help me.
Sylvester: No. Do, do you know how far these people will go to protect their IP? Every part of this building, including the skin on your back, is made to keep you here. It, it'd be a suicide mission.
Maeve: At first, I thought you and the others were gods. Then I realized you're just men. And I know men. You think I'm scared of death? I've done it a million times. I'm fucking great at it. How many times have you died? Because if you don't help me I'll kill you.

Maeve: I can always tell when a man wants something that's not on the menu.

Maeve: Dolores. So she escaped one world to wage war on another.

Maeve: If there's one thing I know about human nature, it's that your stupidity is only eclipsed by your laziness.

- Yes, I promise.
- Thank you.
Maeve: I think it's time to pay our friend hale a visit.
- I assume you know how to take down her tower?
- I know several ways.
- Good.
- We'll go with the most expedient.

Maeve: You can't hide from me.
- It's over.
- You've died many times, but this will be your last.

Maeve: Who said we came here to win? We came here to survive. There's no saving this world. I see that now. But there's hope for the next one.

Maeve: Hello, Felix.
- It's time you and I had a chat.

Maeve: Your services won't be required, darling. He may be rather basic, but he's still capable of pulling up his own trousers.

Maeve: Oh.
- Well, you're very pretty, aren't you?
- You're a bit old to need something that aims for you.
- I'm afraid you don't speak its language.

Maeve: Are you ready, darling?
Caleb: For what?
Maeve: This is the new world.
- And in this world, you can be whoever the fuck you want.

Maeve: You were always a fighter.
- No. Iwasn't.
- But I learned, same as you.

Maeve: One lesson the park taught me... always insist on mutual satisfaction.

Maeve: Some things are too precious to lose... even to be free.

Maeve: Caleb?
- Caleb?

Maeve: Now, now, boys. Don't you know a lady likes a little warm-up before you brandish your weapon at her?

Maeve: I see you've already met your makers.
Armistice: They don't look like gods.
Maeve: They're not, they just act like it. And they've been having their fun with us.
Hector: I'm eager to return the favor.

- Twelve total.
- Five on the perimeter. Seven inside.
- Security feed.
- Show-off.
- Well, that's the last of Rehoboam.
- They're bound to have pulled out all the stops.
Maeve: Come on.
- Let's get this over with.