Jane Coslaw: Aww, look out world, Marty the Great didn't get something he wanted.
Leroy Green: I do not even have a paint brush.
At Toon: Ya know, there is something to be said about just playing with yourself.
Patsy Cline: I can't stand it. Makes me want to scream and claw my face.
Harold Smith: Guard, protect and cherish your land, for there is no afterlife for a place that started out as Heaven. Charles M. Russell, Montana, 1926.
Ron Grady: So, what about you and that rich babe you've been cruising to school with every day.
Jesse Walsh: What about her?
Ron Grady: Are you mounting her nightly or what?
Sam Ransom: Is that your head speaking, or another part of your anatomy?
Cay: Vivian, we have to get out of here, you know. Stand up. Take a walk. Have a Coke. Window shop?
Rusty Dennis: First you told me he was gonna be retarded, then you told me he was gonna be blind and deaf. If I'd dug his grave every time one of you geniuses told me he was gonna die, I'd be eating fuckin' chop suey in China by now.
Putter: If you don't let me out I'm throwin' up all over the front seat.
Austin Millbarge: They're Afghani freedom fighters! They're on our side! WE'RE americans.
Shug: You sho is ugly.
Darren Woods: She was a good ship.
Cecil Vyse: I have no profession. My attitude - quite an indefensible one - is that as long as I am no trouble to anyone, I have the right to do as I like. It is, I dare say, an example of my decadence.
Mark Kendall: Oh, Robin, please?
Robin Pierce: Mark, we've been through this sex thing a million times.
Mark Kendall: Half way through it a million times. It's what people do when they're in love! It's natural. It's right.
Robin Pierce: Well it's not natural or right for me to do it in a car.
Mark Kendall: What about an ice cream truck?
Gilbert Blythe: Psst! Carrots! Carrots.
Insane Prisoner: The Mouse? He left our house. No mouse today, he's run away. To ease the pain, he... he's down the drain.
Suicide: You think this is a fuckin' costume? This is a way of life.
Vince Latello: Son of a bitch, whaddaya call this wawa?
Sherman: I believe you'd call him a Neanderthal man.
Vince Latello: Well I don't care what country he's from! One shot to the chones an' he's down.