Life and death, they have to exist in perfect harmony. Ying Yang, call it what you want but that balance has to be maintained.

Rube: [trying to get the reapers to work on their self-exams] Hey-there's no hob-knobbing. This is not a debutante party.

Rube: What you're feeling right now -all the rage and frustration binding everything from your head to your digestive tract- that's my life with you.

Rube: [in the morgue, referring to a corpse George was supposed to reap but did not,whose soul is still inside the body] Well, you really fucked the dog, peanut.

George: I didn't make an... more

George: [after intentionally missing an appointment to reap a soul] I forgot to tell you my last guy didn't show... just thought you'd like to know. What's the soup today?

Rube: Cream of bullshit.

George: So, my whole life, everything, all I get to keep are thoughts and memories?

Rube: That's all we ever have peanut.

Mason: We're going to play a little Halloween game. Now, I'm going to ask you a question and you're going to answer me. If you get it right, you win a dollar, if you get it wrong, I get all your... more

Rube: The thing is what, Mason?

Mason: You know that thing, ok, you're good at that thing, that, you can, you're better at, um, just, you know, you know, talking.

Rube: Well said.

Rube: [to a hurried woman who sees an acquaintance in line at the post office and moves in line next to her] I have a question for you... is everyone in this line an asshole?

Woman in Post Office:... more