Hancock

"I apologize to the people of Los Angeles. My behavior has been improper and I accept the consequences. I ask my fellow Angelinos for their patience and understanding. Life here can be difficult for me. After all, I am the only one of my kind. During my incarceration, I will be participating in alcohol and anger management treatment. You deserve better from me. I can be better. I will be better."

"If you don't give yourselves up quietly, I swear to Christ, your head is going up the driver's ass, his head is going up your ass, and you drew the short stick, cause your head is going up my ass!"

Ray: "People should love you. They really should, okay? And I want to deliver that for you. It's the least that I can do. You're a superhero. Kids should be running up to you, asking for your autograph, people should be cheering you on the streets..."
Hancock: [yelling to a crowd of neighbors watching him] "What the hell you pricks looking at?"

"Call me an asshole one more time."
[repeated line]

Hancock: "You and I..."
Mary: "You and I what?"
Hancock: "...we're the same."
Mary: "No. I'm stronger."
Hancock: "Really?"
Mary: "[smiling] Oh yeah."
Hancock: "Who are we?"
Mary: "Gods, angels... Different cultures call us by different names. Now all of a sudden it's superhero."
Hancock: "Are there more of us?"
Mary: "There were. They all died. It's just the two of us."

Spectator: "I can smell alcohol on your breath!"
Hancock: "That's cause I've been drinking bitch!"

Ray: "What about you, buddy? You're from another planet, aren't you?"
Hancock: "No man, I'm from Miami."

Hancock: "I hate to burst your little crazy-lady bubble, but it most not been all that great, 'cause I don't remember you."
Mary: "Call me crazy one more time."
Hancock: "Cuckoo."