Our list of the best quotes from Disney+’s MCU action adventure TV series Moon Knight, which follows Steven Grant (Oscar Isaac), a mild-mannered gift-shop employee, who becomes plagued with blackouts and memories of another life. Steven discovers he has dissociative identity disorder and shares a body with mercenary Marc Spector. As Steven/Marc’s enemies converge upon them, they must navigate their complex identities while thrust into a deadly mystery among the powerful gods of Egypt.
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1. The Goldfish Problem
Steven Grant: Morning, Gus, my little one-finned wonder.
Steven Grant: [over phone] Anyway, Mom, all’s well here. Not too bad. Still wake up every morning still feeling like I got hit by a bus.
Steven Grant: [referring to mummies] All the organs would come out. Except for the heart.
Young Girl: How come?
Steven Grant: Because they believed you needed your heart to be judged in the Underworld, and only the worthiest would be allowed to pass through the Field of Reeds.
Young Girl: And did it suck for you? Getting rejected from the Field of Reeds?
Steven Grant: Well, that don’t make sense, because I’m not dead, am I?
Donna: Don’t know how many times I have to tell you this. You’re not the bloody tour guide, Stevie.
Steven Grant: Steven, actually. I am Steven.
Donna: No, you’re bloody useless, unless you’re actually doing what you’re paid to do.
Donna: [referring to Steve’s date with Dylan] Stevie, you absolute rascal. I didn’t know you’d taken a crack.
Steven Grant: I didn’t know either.
Donna: Hang on, did she say steak? What in the world’s a bloody vegan going to eat in a steak house?
Steven Grant: I don’t know, Donna. Salad? Bread?
Donna: Yeah, I can see why she went for it. Real catch you are.
JB: [referring to the museum security footage] Is that you, Scotty?
Steven Grant: Still Steven. And, yeah. That’s me. Oh, yeah.
Steven Grant: I swear to God, there was a dog chasing me, like a big hound, or…
JB: Hound of the Baskervilles, was it?
Steven Grant: Egyptian jackal. It was a jackal.
JB: I’ve heard it all now.
Steven Grant: [to the mime artist] Well, that’s it. I got the sack. I mean, I don’t blame them. I’m a vandal. I should’ve been arrested. I did find things hidden in my flat. I swear. I’m not joking. That’s worth exploring, isn’t it? Like if I could find that storage locker, that might be my one chance to prove to myself that I’m not mad.
Marc Spector: Steven, I need you to listen to me very carefully.
Steven Grant: Marc? There he is. Here he comes. Hello, man in the mirror. I was wondering if you’d pop up again.
Marc Spector: I know you’re scared.
Steven Grant: A bit, yeah.
Marc Spector: I know you’re confused. You weren’t supposed to see any of this.
Steven Grant: No? Well, bit late for that, isn’t it?
Steven Grant: So, what? Am I like meant to be some sort of mad secret agent or something?
Marc Spector: Yeah, it’s a little more complicated than that.
Steven Grant: More complicated? What? Am I possessed? Are you like a demon? Or…
Marc Spector: You’re in danger, and I can save us. Just like I did last night. But I can’t have you interfering in what I have left to do.
3. The Friendly Type'It's a hard thing, exhuming the pain of the past. Easy to get stuck. Fixate on what's hurt us.' - Forger (Moon Knight) Click To Tweet
Forger: [referring to being in Cairo] Not worried you might’ve burned too many bridges? All those stolen relics and cheeky antiques?
Layla El-Faouly: I don’t steal. They’ve already been stolen. That’s what people forget. I take them off the black market, and return them to their rightful owners. I might keep a few to pay the bills.
Forger: Clever you. Not so innocent anymore, eh? I wonder what your father would think
of his little scarab now?
Layla El-Faouly: We’ll never know.
Forger: Archeology. One big mess of obsessive bookworms.
Layla El-Faouly: Whatever happened in that desert is lost to the sands.
Forger: It’s a hard thing, exhuming the pain of the past. Easy to get stuck. Fixate on what’s hurt us.
Layla El-Faouly: Great. Then I won’t do either.
Forger: Like you aren’t already.
Marc Spector: What the hell’s wrong with you, Steven?
Steven Grant: Me? You’re the one going on a killing spree.
Marc Spector: I didn’t do any of this.
Steven Grant: Me neither. Listen, if you’ve got a problem with the body count, I suggest you stop listening to that stupid pigeon.
Marc Spector: Stay out of my way.
Marc Spector: What about the other gods? Are they just going to stand by and allow somebody to unleash Ammit?
Khonshu: To signal for an audience with the gods is to risk their wrath.
Marc Spector: Why? What’s the worst that could happen?
Khonshu: Anger them enough, and they’ll imprison me in stone.
Marc Spector: That doesn’t sound so bad to me.
Khonshu: See how you fare against Harrow without the protection of my healing armor.
Marc Spector: Alright. So, what? Do you have any good ideas?
Khonshu: I have a bad one.
Steven Grant: See, the thing is, we made a deal, Marc and I, that when he was done with Khonshu, he would disappear for good.
Marc Spector: But that deal didn’t involve you getting Layla and us killed, did it? That’s not going to fly with me.
Layla El-Faouly: You guys made a deal? That he would just disappear from my life? And you didn’t think that maybe I should’ve been made aware of that?
Steven Grant: Oh. Well, hadn’t he disappeared from your life already?
Layla El-Faouly: Yeah. I mean, whatever. His suit was his best feature, wasn’t it? Didn’t even have that anymore.
Marc Spector: Steven, give me the body right now. This is a suicide mission.
Layla El-Faouly: Plus, I know him. He’d want to lone wolf this whole thing. It’s not happening. We’re not going to do that.
Steven Grant: We are not. It’s just you and me, and the open road.
Layla El-Faouly: We’re going to go on foot from here.
Steven Grant: Yeah, alright.
Marc Spector: You look scared.
Steven Grant: I’m not.
Marc Spector: Well, you should be. Without Khonshu, there’s no more suit, no more healing, no more power.
Steven Grant: Yeah, no more you, I thought. It’s what you said, isn’t it? But, I guess, believing anything that comes out of your mouth just shows what a plonker I am.
Marc Spector: Look, I wish I could just disappear. I really do. But unfortunately, I’m still here. And if you’re going to go through with this, you got to be smar. At least for Layla’s sake. I’ve been in situations like this before.
Steven Grant: So have I. It’s the same body, isn’t it? It’s in there somewhere. Muscle memory and that.
Marc Spector: Yeah. I’m not sure it works that way.
Arthur Harrow: I didn’t shoot you. Your mind is violently vacillating between sense and nonsense. Picture this, alright? Your brain is a pendulum, swinging between a very difficult reality, that you are my patient, here at Putnam Medical Facility in Chicago, Illinois, and a reassuring fantasy that you’ve created on your own. That you’re some kind of, I don’t know, superhero. Alright? You are doing everything and everything possible not to look within.
Marc Spector: You’re not really a doctor.
Arthur Harrow: You told me that you were in a place that was oddly reminiscent of this office, except that it was in Egypt, right? And that you were with a rhinoceros, and…
Marc Spector: Hippopotamus.
Arthur Harrow: You’re right, it was a hippopotamus. But it talked. Now, what do you think? Do you think that is sense, or nonsense?
Marc Spector: Nonsense?
Arthur Harrow: I find this really encouraging. Honestly, I do.
Arthur Harrow: The struggling mind will often build places to seek shelter for different aspects of the self from our most traumatic memories. It’s called just an organizing principle, okay? Some people, they see a castle, right? Somebody else will see a maze, or a library.
Marc Spector: Or a psych ward?
Arthur Harrow: Yeah. Or it could be a psych ward. Yeah. What I find extremely interesting is this new, the new animal character.
Marc Spector: Hippopotamus?
Arthur Harrow: I find that really interesting. This hippo could break down the walls between you and Steven, and we might finally understand.
Marc Spector: Wow, these meds are really amazing.
Tawaret: Is he always so intense?
Steven Grant: Who, him? Yeah, pretty much.
Tawaret: So, are you two like twins?
Marc Spector: No.
Steven Grant: Well, yes. Sort of.
Tawaret: Okay, great. That’s really cleared this whole situation up for me.
Marc Spector: Well, that makes two of us. Just a second ago, I thought I’d been shot to death.
Tawaret: Oh, gosh! This will really bake your noodle, but I think you were just taking a little time-out. I’m afraid you’re actually quite dead.
6. Gods and Monsters
Arthur Harrow: I’m sorry it had to be this way, Marc Spector, Steven Grant, whoever else might be in there. Sometimes we need the cold light of death before we can see reality.
Patrol Guard #1 (Tawaret): Layla, wait. I am the Goddess Taweret.
Patrol Guard #2 (Tawaret): Layla, it’s Marc who’s telling you to stop.
Layla El-Faouly: What the hell is this?
Patrol Guard #2 (Tawaret): He’s dead. And I’m talking to you through dead people right now. So what?
Patrol Guard #2 (Tawaret): Listen, Harrow is too powerful for you to stop him alone. If Marc, if he can return to life…
Layla El-Faouly: What do you mean, “return to life”?
Patrol Guard #2 (Tawaret): He is going to need Khonshu. Break his ushabti. It’s in the Chamber of the Gods. And you can be my Avatar. Marc says wonderful things about you.
Layla El-Faouly: No, no, no. I’ll fight him on my own.
Arthur Harrow: [to his followers] You won’t believe what the Gods have hidden from mankind.
Ammit: Your Scales lack balance.
Arthur Harrow: I understand. I had hoped my penance might correct my imbalance, but I see now that’s impossible. I accept the Scales regardless of the outcome.
They lack balance because of what lies ahead of you.
Arthur Harrow: Then we must spare the world the pain I will cause. I willingly submit.