Lady Hideko: The daughter of a legendary thief, who sewed winter coats out of stolen purses. Herself a thief, pickpocket, swindler. The saviour who came to tear my life apart. My Tamako. My Sookee.
Lady Hideko: You can even curse at me or steal things from me. But please don't lie to me. Understand?
Sook-Hee: I need to remind myself that I want to be rich and then travel somewhere far, eat foreign foods, buy bright shiny things and, most importantly... forget about Hideko.
Sook-Hee: My aunt said when you hear that guests will come, drop everything and go bathe the children. The guests like the smell of a clean baby. Miss, you are my baby. My aunt also said, give the babies candy when they bathe, to teach them that bath time is sweet.
Count Fujiwara: Anything you want. The sky is the limit.
Lady Hideko: But, for sending me Sookee out of all the girls in the world, I feel 'slightly' grateful.
Sook-Hee: Where I come from, it's illegal to be naive.
Count Fujiwara: Women love to play with fate.
Lady Hideko: It would have been better if I was never born. To have never taken a breath and live.
[last lines]
Count Fujiwara: Even like this, dying is a luxury.
Sook-Hee: [For Lady Hideko] She's so naive, even if a man pulls on her nipples she won't know what he wants!
Lady Hideko: Love. A conman like you knows what love is?
Uncle Kouzuki: I am a dirty old man who likes erotica. Everyone absorbs very story differently. That is my passion. But now, it's all over. What do I do?
Lady Hideko: Is it stupid to love someone being someone like you?
Uncle Kouzuki: Korea is ugly, and Japan is beautiful.
Count Fujiwara: Some Japanese say Japan is ugly and Korea is beautiful.
Uncle Kouzuki: Korea is soft, slow, dull, and therefore hopeless.
Uncle Kouzuki: You have a week of freedom. But you must remember the thing in the cellar.
Lady Hideko: [narrating] At that moment, a drop of insanity could cause one to go completely mad. If I could drive Sasaki mad as well, then life would've been more fun.
