"I won't make stupid threats but your not gonna run away with this guy because wherever you go, I can follow you.... even if it's to the woods in New Hampshire."

"Why won't you yell....Come on I dare you."

"I go away for a while a look what happens. You let the whole place fall apart."

"I need to be assured that certain interests are protected."

"Thank you, bank robber!"

"Sorry to interrupt you, Mister Mayor, but there's an old American saying: When there's blood on the streets, somebody's gotta go to jail."

"Detective first grade Keith Fraz-ahhh."

"Leaven…you beautiful brain."

"Maurice Dean Wint — Quentin"

"Wayne Robson — Rennes"

"Andrew Miller — Kazan"

"David Hewlett — David Worth"

"Nicky Guadagni — Helen Holloway"

"Nicole de Boer — Joan Leaven"

"The Walls Are Closing In."

"Don't Look For A Reason…Look For A Way Out"

"Fear…Paranoia…Suspicion…Desperation"

"Honestly, maybe it's better that other people did it, because they were able to approach the material in a fresh way. But my feeling was and is that it's like Jaws. You're in the water with a shark and a couple people. There's only one story to tell, in my opinion. You could have spun off into some very esoteric, interesting, weird places…Once you went out of the cube, virtually anything could be out there. Probably it's not a cube at all. Probably it's something much more bizarre, and abstract. But honestly, I never put serious thought into it."

"When Cube came out, the American company that distributed it decided they wanted to do a sequel and they approached me. I said "No, thanks". First of all, I'm not a huge fan of most sequels. And then I just didn't think it was a story that sequelized well. I mean, it was hard enough making one movie out of that premise, and believe me, if you've ever shot in a cube, you don't want to do it more than once. It's not a lot of fun. It was actually a very hard film to make…So, I said "No, thank you", and in some respects, I regret having said that because now, people come up to me all the time and say, "Did you direct Cube 2 and Cube 3?"…that happens all the time. I mean, for better or worse. I'm not judging those films. I can't claim ownership over them and I don't like it when people assume I made them. So, that was a lesson. If by some incredible fluke Splice got a sequel, I would remain involved…"

"I knew that my first film was going to have a very low budget, and therefore it was probably going to have to take place on one set. But I knew that also that I was also not the kind of filmmaker who would do something like My Dinner with Andre. So, I had a little brainstorm one day, where it occurred to me, "Well, what if one set doubled for many?" So I would have the advantage of shooting in one space, but I would also be able to move my characters from place to place. This made me think of a maze of identical rooms, and therefore a symmetrical maze, and therefore a cube and so on. It took awhile to, from that kernel of an idea, turn it into a three-act structure. But with the help of some friends, I did…"

"Suck on it...keeps the saliva flowin'."

"No more talkin'. No more guessin'. Don't even think about nothing that's not right in front of ya. That's the real challenge. You've got save yourselves from yourselves."

"Look around. Take a good, long look-see. 'Cause I got a feeling it's looking at us."

"God help you, Quentin. Did you smack your kids around too?"

"It's all the same machine, right? The Pentagon, multinational corporations, the police! You do one little job, you build a widget in Saskatoon and the next thing you know it's two miles under the desert, the essential component of a death machine!"

"It's okay, I just swallowed my button."

"Only the government could build something this ugly."

"I'm not dying in a fucking rat maze!"

"I looked through the walls. I dreamed him, at his desk, designing everything. He can't let you solve the puzzle, see, because there is a purpose."

"I know your type. No kids, no man to fuck you. So you go around outraged, sticking your nose up other people's assholes, sniffing their business!"

"Every day I mop up after your bleeding heart. The only reason you even exist is because I keep you!"

"What do you think the establishment is? It's just guys like me. Their desks are bigger but their jobs aren't. They don't conspire, they buy boats."

"You can't see the big picture from in here, so don't try. Keep your head down, keep it simple. Just look at what's in front of you."

"Let's rule out aliens for now and concentrate on what we know."

"Just out of curiosity—I mean, don't hit me again, I think—but what are you going to do when you get there?"

"I mean, nobody wants to see the big picture. Life's too complicated."

"I mean, this is an accident, a forgotten, perpetual public works project. Do you think anybody wants to ask questions? All they want is a clear conscience and a fat paycheck."

"Do you think we matter? We don't."

"I don't wanna die, I'm just being realistic. You think they'd go to all the trouble to build this thing if we could just walk out?"