Mortal Instruments: City of Bones – Movie Quotes
Jocelyn: She’s not ready. Not yet.
Luke: Yes, she is. You’re not.
Clary: You’re a killer. A cold-blooded killer.
Jace: As opposed to a peace-loving killer?
Clary: He’s not my boyfriend.
Jocelyn: Does he know that?
Jace: You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.
Clary: Try me.
Jace: It’s a demon.
Clary: You’re right. I don’t believe you.
Simon: Your mom’s gone and you’re hanging out with some died blonde goth wannabe weirdo?
Jace: For the record, my hair’s naturally blonde.
Simon: They look like real cops to me. So where did they get the car??? Huh?!
Jace: Either you’re born a shadow-hunter, or you have to drink from the royal cup.
Jace: Crusaders summoned an angel, he bled into a cup and those who drank from it became…shadow-hunters.
Bane: I don’t remember inviting anyone of the Nephilim.
Alec: Jace thinks he needs to save the world and you don’t need to encourage him to do it.
Clary: But that’s what you guys do!
To Clary about her mom: Everything she did, she did for you.
Bane: Just remember, it was the shadow-hunters your mother was running from.
Clary: What do you believe in?
Jace: I believe in myself. …In all my time, I’ve never seen an angel.
Simon: I know I’ve always needed you more than you’ve needed me.
Clary: I’ve only ever had my mom, Luke and you. Don’t ever imagine that you weren’t important to me.
Clary: Whoa…what did that piano ever do to you? You play as if you lost your only love.
Jace: My only love remains myself.
Clary: At least you don’t have to deal with rejection.
Jace: Well, sometimes I reject myself just to keep it interesting.
Clary: I might not know much about mundane history, but I do know that when ever someone starts talking about preserving race, it doesn’t end well.
Valentine: What can I say? The broken make the best followers. To love is to destroy.
Valentine, as he turns Jace’s ring from a “W” to an “M”: You see? It’s all a matter of perception.
Clary: Go ahead. You can hang your head out the window if you need to.
Werewolf: I’m a werewolf, not a golden retriever.
Simon: The werewolves are here to save us. Never thought I’d say that.
Valentine: She doesn’t want to believe you because she’s in love with you.
Clary: If you’d been a real dad, you’d know me well enough to know where my deepest thoughts lie. I don’t know how to look at the world anymore.
Clary: I don’t see streets and cars anymore. I see demons and angels.