Knives Out (2019)
Benoit Blanc: I spoke in the car about the hole at the center of this donut. And yes, what you and Harlan did that fateful night seems at first glance to fill that hole perfectly. A donut hole in the donut's hole. But we must look a little closer. And when we do, we see that the donut hole has a hole in its center - it is not a donut hole at all but a smaller donut with its own hole, and our donut is not a hole at all!
Benoit Blanc: It's a weird case from the start. A case with a hole in the center. A donut.
Benoit Blanc: You have a regurgitative reaction to mistruths.
Lieutenant Elliott: That... was the dumbest car chase of all time.
Benoit Blanc: I suspect foul play. I have eliminated no suspects
Marta Cabrera: I've never been to a will reading before.
Benoit Blanc: You'd think it'd be like a game show, but think of a community production of a tax return.
Marta Cabrera: You're not much of a detective, are you?
Benoit Blanc: Well, to be fair, you make a pretty lousy murderer.
Ransom Drysdale: That's some heavy-duty conjecture.
Walt Thrombey: Funny, Ransom, you skipped the funeral, but you're early for the will reading.
Ransom Drysdale: [pointing at Walt] Up your ass.
Meg Thrombey: [angrily] Oh, very nice!
Ransom Drysdale: [point to each family member who is shouting at him] Matter of fact, eat shit. How's that?
Ransom Drysdale: [as the family are all shouting at him] Eat shit, eat shit, eat shit... *definitely* eat shit...
Ransom Drysdale: I got to do this more often.
Marta Cabrera: What was that about will readings being boring?
Benoit Blanc: The exception that proves the rule.
Benoit Blanc: This is a twisted web, and we are not finished untangling it, not yet.
Ransom Drysdale: What is this, CSI: KFC?
Benoit Blanc: Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to request that you all stay until the investigation is completed.
Linda Drysdale: What?
Joni Thrombey: Can we ask why? Has something changed?
Benoit Blanc: No...
Joni Thrombey: No, it hasn't changed, or no, we can't ask?
Ransom Drysdale: This might be the best thing that has ever happened to you. My mother, ladies and gentlemen.
Linda Drysdale: We are the Thrombeys, goddamnit! This is still our house!
Benoit Blanc: But the complexity and the gray lie not in the truth but what you do with the truth once you have it.
Greatnana Wanetta: [Sees Marta] Ransom? Is that you again?
Linda Drysdale: [to Marta] Were you boinking my father?
Benoit Blanc: Physical evidence can tell a clear story with a forked tongue.
Benoit Blanc: It describes the path of a projectile determined by natural law. Et voila,my method. I observe the facts without biases of the head or heart. I determine the arc's path, stroll leisurely to its terminus and the truth falls at my feet.
Benoit Blanc: Why is grief the providence of youth? I don't know. But I'd imagine that age deepens all feelings.