Jack: Apparently I'm volatile, self-obsessed, and don't play well with others.
Charles: Big man in a suit of armor. Take that off and what are you?
Jack: Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist.
Ben, standing on a table with Robert's shield: I can do this all day!!
Neo: I swallowed a bullet and the other guy spit it out.
Orin: I wouldn't touch Ordell, not until he kills you… slowly, intimately, in every way he knows you fear. Then he'll wake up just long enough to see his good work, and when he screams I'll split his skull!
Orin: This is my bargain you mewling quim.
Annabeth, horrified: You're a monster.
Orin: No… you brought the monster.
Charles: My left arm is numb, is that normal?
Jack: * curses *
Jack: Hold up, can we address the fact that Annabeth just said "language"?
Annabeth: I know, I know… * throws motorcycle * It just slipped out.
Annabeth: I don't like bullies, I don't care where they come from.
Arrthyus: You can't fight Lord Phyrrus, Annabeth! He thinks he's a god!
Annabeth: There's only one God, master. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that.
Jack: If they hurt you, hurt 'em back. If you get killed…
Jack: Walk it off
Charles: Um. Shakespeare in the park?
Charles: Doth mother know you weareth her drapes?
Annabeth, to Ben: It doesn't matter what you did or what you were. You fight, and you fight to win. Stay in here, and you're good, I'll send your brother to come find you. But if you step out that door, you are an Avenger.