The Best Solace Quotes

Charles: I have no interest in playing God. As far as his work is concerned, I'm not impressed.

Joe: In the name of friendship, tell me a joke.
John: Me? I don't have any jokes. Okay, just one. This woman, Mrs. Jones, uh... she's suffering from a rare heart condition. Doctor prescribes male hormone to up her testosterone, two pills a day. She takes them and a month later she goes back to the doctor and says, "Doctor, that hormone medicine is doing wonders for my heart. The only problem is I'm growing hair in places I've never grown hair before." He says, "Don't worry about it, Mrs. Jones. Excessive hair is to be expected. Where exactly is this hair growing?" She says, "On my balls, doctor. On my balls."

[first lines]
Joe: [sniffing the cigar] Cuban.
Agent: What's the word, Sawyer?
Agent: Looks like a match.
Agent: [holds up three fingers to Merriwether]
Agent: [on the phone] Yeah, it's Joe. We've got a series. Same M O, same signature, no DNA. Not one goddamn shred.

Charles: We're connected. The same animal.
John: No, no. I'm not a killer.
Charles: We can talk about that in seven minutes.
John: Seven minutes?
Charles: That's when you kill someone.
John: Who might that be?
Charles: Me.

[last lines]
Charles: [narrating from the grave] See you soon, John.

Charles: I don't enjoy the work I do, John. It's not a fetish. It's about allowing those who are already dying... to die with some dignity. Sometimes the greatest acts of love are the hardest acts to commit.

John: Whatever it is, I happen to get this super-duper deluxe edition of what people now call 'intuition' and 'gut-reaction'.

Agent: Dr. Clancy, before we go upstairs, with all due respect, I don't hold an ounce of confidence in the paranormal in general. I think it's a sham. I hope that's okay.
John: No problem at all. I feel the same about shrinks. After only one thing, your money. Give them your little finger, they'll take your whole hand.
Agent: Whoever said that has obviously never met a good one.
John: It was Sigmund Freud.

Agent: Hi.
John: Hi.
Agent: I brought the case files.
John: It wasn't necessary.
Agent: The agency's changed the guidelines for the way we break down the cases. It makes them more readable.
John: Hm. Well, that's a relief.

Joe: [in hospital bed after shooting] Hell, John! I'm not ready to die. I guess, uh... You know, I'd been planning on it. I've been expecting it for a little bit. But not for a few more months. You know, I... I have so much stuff to do. I want to move Laura to the country. I want to teach my little boy to drive.
John: You were always a lousy driver.
Joe: [laughing] I know.