Fenster: The way I hear it, Soze is some kind of butcher. A pitiless, psycho, fucked-up butcher.

Keaton: His name is Verbal. Verbal Kint.
McManus: Verbal?
Keaton: Yeah.
Verbal: Roger, really. People say I talk too much.
Hockney: Yeah, I was just about to tell you to shut up.

[suspects in a lineup are asked to read a phrase]
Cop: Number 1, step forward.
Hockney: Hand me the keys, you fucking cocksucker.
Cop: Number 2, step forward.
McManus: Give me the fucking keys, you fucking cocksucking motherfucker. Aaarrrghh.
Cop: Knock it off. Get back. Number 3, step forward.
Fenster: [laughing] Hand me the keys, you cocksucker.
Cop: In English, please?
Fenster: Excuse me?
Cop: In English.
Fenster: Hand me the fucking keys, you cocksucker, what the fuck?

Kobayashi: I work for Keyser Soze. He feels you owe him.

And then he showed these men of will what will really was.

He kills their kids. He kills their wives. He kills their parents and their parents friends.
He burns down the houses they live in and the stores they work in.
He kills people that owe them money.

Keaton: I'm a businessman now.
Cop: Yeah? What's that, the restaurant business? No. From now on you're in the getting fucked by us business.

Who is Keyser Soze? He is supposed to be Turkish. Some say his father was German. Nobody believed he was real. Nobody ever saw him or knew anybody that ever worked directly for him, but to hear Kobayashi tell it, anybody could have worked for Soze. You never knew. That was his power. The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist. And like that... he is gone.

Hockney[as many cops surround him before they arrest him]: You bring enough guys?

Cop: I can put you in Queens on the night of the hijacking.
Hockney: Really? I live in Queens. Did you put that together yourself, Einstein? Got a team of monkeys working around the clock on this?

It didn't make sense that I'd be there. I mean, these guys were hard-core hijackers, but there I was. I wasn't scared, I knew I hadn't done anything they could do me for. Besides, it was fun. I got to make like I was notorious.

I used to dehydrate as a kid. One time it got so bad my piss came out like snot. I'm not kidding, it was thick and gooey.

Back when I was picking beans in Guatemala, we used to make fresh coffee, right off the trees I mean. That was good. This is shit but, hey, I'm in a police station.

Big fat guy, I mean like orca fat.

It was Keyser Soze, Agent Kujan. I mean the Devil himself. How do you shoot the devil in the back? What if you miss?