The Devil's Advocate

The Devil's Advocate quotes

38 total quotes (ID: 159)

Alice Lomax
John Milton
Kevin Lomax


Kevin Lomax: What are you?
John Milton: Oh, I have so many names.
Kevin Lomax: Satan.
John Milton: Call me Dad.


John Milton: Are we negotiating?
Kevin Lomax: Always.
John Milton: YEAH!!!!!

I'm the hand up Mona Lisa's skirt. I'm a surprise, Kevin. They don't see me coming: that's what you're missing.

John Milton: What about you? Your family, you gotta miss 'em.
[Mary Ann shakes her head no.]
John Milton: No?
Mary Ann Lomax: I told Kevin the only thing worse than not having a father was having mine.
John Milton: I can relate. I can, believe me.

Kevin Lomax: Lose? I don't lose! I win! I'm a lawyer, that's my job, that's what I do!
John Milton: I rest my case.

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I know you've spent all morning listening to Mr. Broygo talk; I know you're hungry; what I need to tell you won't take very long at all. I don't like Alexander Cullen. I don't think he's a nice person. I don't expect you to like him. He's been a terrible husband to all three of his wives; he's been a destructive force in the lives of his stepchildren; he's cheated the city, his partners, his employees... So I don't like him. I'm going to tell you some things during the course of this trial that are going to make you like him even less. But this isn't a popularity contest; it's a murder trial.

Kevin Lomax: Are we negotiating?
John Milton: Always.

Kevin Lomax: It's a test right?
Pam: Isn't everything?

Kevin Lomax: In the Bible you lose. We're destined to lose, Dad.
John Milton: Well consider the source, son.

Guilt is like a bag of ****in' bricks. All ya gotta do is set it down.

[In Milton's Penthouse...]
Kevin Lomax: [quietly] Is there more to it?
Eddie Barzoon: Just this room.
Kevin Lomax: And a bedroom?
Eddie Barzoon: No bedroom.
Kevin Lomax: Where does he sleep?
Eddie Barzoon: Who said he sleeps?
Kevin Lomax: Where does he ****?
John Milton: [coming up to them] Everywhere.

Who, in their right mind Kevin, could possibly deny the twentieth century was entirely mine?

Vanity, definitely my favorite sin.

Free will. It's like butterfly wings: once touched, they never get off the ground. No, I only set the stage. You pull your own strings.

Freedom, baby... is never having to say you're sorry.