"This is it. There."
At the beginning of the film, John says this as he looks into an empty room. He is pointing out where the pieces of art are. This statement shows that John has a sixth sense for sniffing these things out and is one of the best clerics in the regime.
"You always knew. "But I, being poor, I have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." I assume you dream, Preston."
Partridge says this to John just before John kills him. It is the poem The Cloths of Heaven by W.B. Yeats which he is reading after stealing it from a crime scene.
"What are you doing? I said what are you doing?"
John's son catches him in the bathroom after his Prozium dose has broken on the floor. John's son is seen as following the rules to a T.
