Crease: Now what are you saying, the NSA killed Kennedy?
Mother: No, they shot him but they didn't kill him. He's still alive.

Donald Crease: You guys'll be chalk outlines without me.

Mother: Uh, could we maybe just go back to the "they might kill us" part?

Whistler: Fellas, Janek's little black box is on his desk between the pencil jar and the lamp.
Mother: Uh, Whistler, I hate to tell you this, but you're blind.

Whistler: Very good, Bish. Remind me to make you an honorary blind person.

Carl: I'm Carl.
NSA Agent Mary: I'm Mary.
Bernard Abbott: I'm going to be sick.

Martin Bishop: "Give him head"?
Whistler: "Be a beacon"?