Llewyn Davis: If it was never new, and it never gets old, then it's a folk song.
Llewyn Davis: I'm tired. I thought I just needed a night's sleep but it's more than that.
Roland Turner: A solo act?
Llewyn Davis: No, I had a partner... he threw himself off the George Washington Bridge.
Roland Turner: George Washington Bridge? You throw yourself off the Brooklyn Bridge, traditionally. George Washington Bridge? Who does that?
Jean: I should have had you wear double condoms. Well, we shouldn't have done it in the first place, but if you ever do it again, which as a favor to women everywhere, you should not, but if you do, you should be wearing condom on condom, and then wrap it in electrical tape. You should just walk around always inside a great big condom because you are *shit*!
Jean: Everything you touch turns to shit, you're like king Midas's idiot brother.
Roland Turner: Folk singer with a cat. You queer?
Llewyn Davis: [on Please Mr. Kennedy song] Hey, look... I'm really happy for the gig but who... who wrote this?
Jim: I did.
Lillian Gorfein: Where's his scrotum?
Llewyn Davis: In my experience, the world's divided into two kinds of people. Those who divide the world into two kinds of people...
Jean: And losers?
Roland Turner: What's the "N" stand for? Lou N. Davis?
Llewyn Davis: Llewyn. Llewyn, L-L-E-W-Y-N. It's Welsh.
Roland Turner: Well, it would have to be something, stupid fucking name like that. You don't look Welsh.
Al Cody: [singing] Outer... space! Outer... space!
Llewyn Davis: I lost their fucking cat, I feel bad about it.
Jean: That's what you feel bad about?
[last lines]
Llewyn Davis: Au revoir!
Llewyn Davis: Well, I could say we should talk about this when you're less angry, but that would be... that'd be... when would that be?
Jean: Fuck you!
Llewyn Davis: She doesn't have to leave, I'm leaving, obviously.
Bud Grossman: I don't see a lot of money here.
Llewyn Davis: Holy shit! Oh, oh this is good, you got a new cat?
Elizabeth Hobby: This is my first time playing in New York...
Llewyn Davis: [from the audience, drunk] How'd you get the gig, Betty?
Jean: Do you ever think of the future at all?
Llewyn Davis: The future? You mean like flying cars? Hotels on the moon? Tang?
Jean: You don't want to go anywhere, and that's why the same shit's going to keep happening to you, because you want it to.
Llewyn Davis: Is that why?
Jean: Yes, and also because you're an asshole!
