Rebecca: I came with you.
Pony Man: Why? Was it because of my fancy clothes or debonair good looks?
Rebecca: I trusted you.
Rebecca: When do you start questioning the suspects?
Web: Some time in the morning.
Rebecca: I have to be there.
Web: Bring sensible shoes.
Paul: So, this idea come from the evidence or one of your hunches?
Rebecca: I had a dream.
Karl Robie Jr.: Because I may not be the big FBI expert but isn't this what we call circumstantial evidence? Meaning proves nothing.
Web: Say hi to Karl Robie, the Angeles Crest killer.
Mel: Oh, hi, Karl!
Web: (to Karl Robie Jr.) Say hi to Special Agent Sim. Big FBI expert.
Rebecca: Where do you think you can go?
Karl Robie Jr.: Well, I was planning on taking you to my pagan altar where I sacrifice my prey so that I may offer up your blood along with that of the Presley creatures! (attempts to stifle his laughter then bursts out laughing)
Pony Man: You're just a little girl yourself.
Rebecca: Shut up.
Pony Man: You're never gonna make it out here... at least not without my help.
Rebecca: When you took me... that's when I died.
Pony Man: No, that's when you were born. You're at the forefront of law enforcement in a job advanced well beyond your years because of me. And you are going to survive because of me.
Rebecca: Tell me what to do.
Pony Man: I gave you my strength. Use it.
Dina Presley: Rebecca! Use me... to get up.
Dina Presley: You have to shoot him!
Rebecca: I ca-can't...
Dina Presley: I'll help you.
Danny: You heard what I said to the doc, they were rolling me to surgery, heard 'em talking about my ribs so...
Mel: He said go ahead, doc, take 'em out...
Paul: They're spare ribs!
Paul: (to Rebecca) Never apologise for what happens when you're unconscious.
Mel: In college, I lived by those words.
Rebecca: I'm not sure I can take all the credit for that.
Web: Don't underestimate your own strength, Rebecca. It saved you once in the past, it'll save you again.
Karl Robie Jr.: (to Rebecca) I ain't no joke, Britney!
This refers to famous blonde singer, Britney Spears.
Karl Robie Jr.: Just see a litter o' rich, white folks acting like they're The Brady Bunch and I give 'em what they want.
The Brady Bunch is a TV show that originally aired from 1969 to 1974 and revolves around two families coming together by way of the parents marrying each other. The two sets of children don't like each other at first but eventually become friends.