Gotta love Will Smith....
Ray Embrey: [shows Hancock a comic book with a picture of a spandex clad superhero on it] What do you think of when you see this?
Ray Embrey: [shows him another comic with a hero in red spandex] And this?
Hancock: Homo in red.
Ray Embrey: [shows him a third comic with a blonde-haired hero] And this?
Hancock: Norwegian homo.
Hancock: The way you deal with bullies - you take your right foot, bring it right up and catch him in his little piss pump.
Mary Embrey: You don't have to do that, honey. Okay? Seriously.
Aaron Embrey: It's a good idea.
Hancock: You aim straight, make sure he can't use that thing for nothin' but a flap to keep the dust out of his butt crack.
Mary Embrey: [referring to Hancock] We broke up decades ago. Long before you were born. He just can't remember.
Ray Embrey: But you can. Right? You knew? That's something you might want to bring up on the first date, Mary. "I don't like to travel. I'm allergic to cats. I'm immortal." Okay? Those are some of the things you might want to give a little heads-up on.
Mary Embrey: Whatever we are, we were built in twos, okay? We were drawn to each other. No matter how far I run, he's always there. He finds me. It's physics.
Ray Embrey: What are you saying? Are you saying you two are fated to be together?
Mary Embrey: I've lived for a very long time, Ray. And the one thing I've learned: Fate doesn't decide everything. People get to chose.
Hancock: And you chose to let me think I was here alone.
Mary Embrey: I didn't think you'd miss what you didn't remember.