"You'd like to quantify me, Officer Starling. You're so ambitious, aren't you? Do you know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. You're a well-scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Your eyes are like cheap birthstones - all surface shine when you stalk some little answer. And you're bright behind them, aren't you? Desperate not to be like your mother. Good nutrition has given you some length of bone, but you're not more than one generation out of the mines Officer Starling. Is it the West Virginia Starlings or the Okie Starlings, Officer? It was a toss-up between college and the opportunities in the Women's Army Corps, wasn't it? Let me tell you something specific about yourself, Student Starling. Back in your room, you have a string of gold add-a-beads and you feel an ugly little thump when you look at how tacky they are now, isn't that so? All those tedious thank-yous, permitting all that sincere fumbling, getting all sticky once for every bead. Tedious. Tedious. Bo-o-o-o-r-i-ing. Being smart spoils a lot of things, doesn't it? And taste isn't kind. When you think about this conversation, you'll remember the dumb animal hurt in his face when you got rid of him. If the add-a-beads got tacky, what else will as you go along? You wonder, don't you, at night?"
—Hannibal Lecter, The Silence of the Lambs (book)
Don't talk like one of them, you're not! Even if you'd like to be. To them, you're just a freak. Like me. They need you right now. When they don't, they'll cast you out. Like a leper. Y'see, their morals, their code: it's a bad joke. Dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. You'll see, I'll show you. When the chips are down, these, uh, "civilized people"? They'll eat each other. See, I'm not a monster. I'm just ahead of the curve.
—The Joker to Batman, The Dark Knight
Why do they always talk so much?
—Bruce, from Batman Beyond
"Rock... look at me. "Justice" - I can't think of a word more loved by the people. It does have a nice ring to it... however. Without ever using your own strength, you seek the death of others at the hands of someone else. Well, your justice sound pretty rotten to me. The stench of a bloodbath...wouldn't you agree? Don't look at me like that, Rock. After all, I'm not upset with you! It's just that of all people, I never expected to hear those words from you. I'm... amused. That's all this is. In the grand scheme of things, our lives are meaningless. They're light as air, much like a candy wrapper... There's two things to keep in mind when begging for your life. The first is to try and entertain the person holding a gun to your head, and the second is to give that person a convincing reason not to kill you. So far, you've managed to do neither of those things. SO LET'S HEAR IT! What reason could you possibly have to try and save her?"
— Balalaika, Black Lagoon
The Doctor: The Beast is playing on very basic fears. Darkness, childhood nightmares, all that sort of stuff.
Danny: But that's how the devil works!
The Doctor: Or a good psychologist.
— Doctor Who, "The Satan Pit"
Judge Hope: Now, I know you've got me down as this creature... but you know, hey... I get where you're coming from and I like you're stuff.
Bing: It's not stuff, it's-
Judge Hope: -truth? Am I right? Your truth, admittedly, but truth none the less. And you're right; authenticity... is in woefully short supply. I'd like to hear you talk again...
— Black Mirror, "Fifteen Million Merits"