Theresa Dallavale:
Okay, look, I think we got off on the wrong foot here...
Erin Brockovich:
That's all you got, lady. Two wrong feet in fucking ugly shoes.


Erin Brockovich:
Bite my ass, Krispy Kreme!


Erin Brockovich:
For the first time in my life, I got people respecting me. Please, don't ask me to give it up.


Erin Brockovich:
Ya know why everyone thinks that all lawyers are back stabbing, blood sucking scum bags? cause they are! and I can not believe you expect me to go out, leave my kids with strangers and get people to trust you with THEIR lives while all the while your screwing me! You know, Ed, it's not about the number! It's about the way my work is valued in this firm...
[She looks at the two million dollar bonus check]
Ed Masry:
Like I was saying, I thought that the number you proposed was inappropriate, so I increased it.
[Turns to walk away and turns around to her]
Ed Masry:
Do they teach beauty queens to apologize? Because you suck at it!
[Long pause, as Erin looks at the check]
Erin Brockovich:
Uh, Ed... Uh... thank you...


Erin Brockovich:
[Erin tries to use her cell phone but has no reception] Oh, you fucking piece of CRAP with no signal!


Ed Masry:
What makes you think you can just walk in there and take whatever you want?
Erin Brockovich:
They're called boobs, Ed.


Kurt Potter:
Wha... how did you do this?
Erin Brockovich:
Well, um, seeing as how I have no brains or legal expertise, and Ed here was losing all faith in the system, am I right?
Ed Masry:
Oh, yeah, completely. No faith, no faith...
Erin Brockovich:
I just went out there and performed sexual favors. Six hundred and thirty-four blow jobs in five days... I'm really quite tired.


Ed Masry:
In a law firm you may want to re-think your wardrobe a little.
Erin Brockovich:
Well as long as I have one ass instead of two I'll wear what I like if that's all right with you. You might want to re-think those ties.


Erin Brockovich:
Are you going to be something else that I have to survive? Because... to tell you the truth... I'm not up to it.


Erin Brockovich:
NOT PERSONAL! That is my WORK, my SWEAT, and MY TIME AWAY FROM MY KIDS! IF THAT IS NOT PERSONAL, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS!


[at the meeting with the PG & E lawyers]
Ms. Sanchez:
Let's be honest here. $20 million dollars is more money than these people have ever dreamed of.
Erin Brockovich:
Oh see, now that pisses me off. First of all, since the demur we have more than 400 plaintiffs and... let's be honest, we all know there are more out there. They may not be the most sophisticated people but they do know how to divide and $20 million isn't *shit* when you split it between them. Second of all, these people don't dream about being rich. They dream about being able to watch their kids swim in a pool without worrying that they'll have to have a hysterectomy at the age of *twenty*. Like Rosa Diaz, a client of ours. Or have their spine deteriorate, like Stan Blume, *another* client of ours. So before you come back here with another lame ass offer, I want you to think real hard about what your spine is worth, Mr. Walker. Or what you might expect someone to pay you for your uterus, Ms. Sanchez. Then you take out your calculator and you multiply that number by a hundred. Anything less than that is a waste of our time.
[Ms. Sanchez picks up a glass of water]
Erin Brockovich:
By the way, we had that water brought in specially for you folks. Came from a well in Hinkley.
Ms. Sanchez:
[Puts down the glass, without drinking] I think this meeting is over.
Ed Masry:
Damn right it is.


Ed Masry:
[after a meeting with a PG&E representative] Didn't you hear? They have $28 billion at their disposal!
Erin Brockovich:
So?
Ed Masry:
You think I'm MADE of money?
Erin Brockovich:
What are you yelling at me for?
Ed Masry:
Because I'm pissed off!
Erin Brockovich:
Good!
Ed Masry:
[throws down tie] Fuck you!
Erin Brockovich:
Fuck you back!
Ed Masry:
[starts laughing] I really hate you sometimes, I really do.
Erin Brockovich:
Aww, you love me.