Conspiracy Theory (1997)
Jerry: Love gives you wings. It makes you fly. I don’t even call it love. I call it Geronimo. When you’re in love, you’ll jump right from the top of the Empire State and you won’t care, screaming “Geronimo” the whole way down. I love her so bad, I just… whoa, she wrecks me. I’d die for her.
Jonas: In one hour, I want to know where she eats, where she sleeps, the name of her kindergarten teacher, everything.
Jerry: It’s on the tip of my brain.
Jerry: I am an American citizen, and I demand to see Alice Sutton!
Jerry: I love you.
Alice: Jerry, no, no, you don’t love me.
Jerry: Sure I do.
Alice: No, no.
Jerry: I don’t?
Alice Sutton: I love you.
Jerry Fletcher: Now you tell me.
Jerry: You can’t hurt me any more.
Jonas: I’ll be the judge of that.
Agent Lowry: If the intelligence community is a family, think of us as the uncle no one talks about.
Alice: This guy’s a restraining order waiting to happen.
Jerry: The Vietnam War was fought over a bet that Howard Hughes lost to Aristotle Onassis.
Alice: (speaking of Dr. Jonas’ injury) He said a dog bit his nose.
Jerry: I’m only paranoid because they want me dead.
Jonas: Have you ever been a place where hope was gone? Where all that’s left is patience?
Jerry: To be normal, to drink Coca-Cola and eat Kentucky Fried Chicken is to be in a conspiracy against yourself.
Jerry: A good conspiracy is unprovable. I mean, if you can prove it, it means they screwed up somewhere along the line.
Alice: (speaking to him through a narrow air vent) Where are you, Jerry?
Jerry: I’m here.
Alice: Where’s here, Jerry?
Jerry: On the floor.
Jerry: I resolve to call her up a thousand times a day, and ask her if she’ll marry me in some old fashioned way. Every little thing she does is magic.
Alice: Jerry, those are song lyrics!
Jerry: (Walking through a metal detector.) Why is this thing safe for me and not for my keys?
Jerry: David Berkowitz, Ted Bundy, Richard Speck…
Alice: What about them?
Jerry: Serial killers. Serial killers only have two names. You ever notice that? But lone gunmen assassins, they always have three names. John Wilkes Booth, Lee Harvey Oswald, Mark David Chapman…
Alice: John Hinckley. He shot Reagan. He only has two names.
Jerry: Yeah, but he only just shot Reagan. Reagan didn’t die. If Reagan had died, I’m pretty sure we probably would all know what John Hinckley’s middle name was.
(Later in the movie. . . )
Jerry: I just thought of another one: James Earl Ray, the guy who got Luther King. Then of course, there’s Sirhan Sirhan. I still haven’t figured that one out. Maybe it’s Sirhan Sirhan Sirhan, I don’t know.