Karen Blixen: If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me?
Herbert West: I know your work, Dr. Hill. Quite well. Your theory on the location of the will in the brain is... interesting. Though derivative of Dr. Gruber's research in the early 70s. So derivative in fact in Europe it's considered plagiarized.
Jack: Get the hell out of here now.
Fat Man: You get out of here fella. I'm trying to watch the Smurfs.
Jack: You're trying to watch the Smurfs?
Fat Man: Yeah.
Jack: Did you see the one where Papa Smurf took a crutch and smashed the shit out of a guy with a red hat? Did you see that one? You want to see that one? (Fat Man runs away).
Cay: Vivian, we have to get out of here, you know. Stand up. Take a walk. Have a Coke. Window shop?
Putter: If you don't let me out I'm throwin' up all over the front seat.
Mrs. Cadbury: Tell me, what you know about yourself.
Anne Shirley: Well, it really isn't worth telling, Mrs. Cadbury but if you let me tell you what I imagine about myself you'd find it a lot more interesting.
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.
Austin Millbarge: They're Afghani freedom fighters! They're on our side! WE'RE americans.
Caesar: I will reason with him, I'll appeal to his better nature.
Rooney: Oh, you're gonne reason with a grown man in a dress?
Sherlock Holmes: The game is afoot!
Sister Agnes: I don't understand what you're talking about. You want to talk about the baby, everbody wants to talk about the baby. But, I never saw the baby. So I can't talk about the baby, because I don't believe in the baby.
Inspector Japp: Poirot, please, before I grow old, retire, and move to Brighton, who is it?
Tom Baxter: It's so impulsive, but... I'll come. Why not? What's life without a little risk taking? Who knows?
Diana: Elvis wouldn't do this, and I knew HIM.
Charlie: You didn't know him! You may have fucked him, but you didn't know HIM.
Dogati: No more Wagner.
Max: We'll go on the count of three.
Max and Pig Killer together: One...
[Max yanks the door open.]
Pig Killer: What happened to two?
Luis Molina: The nicest thing about feeling happy is that you think you'll never be unhappy again.
Gordon: Cookie, will you stop eating the hubcap?
Cookie Monster: Taste delicious, me so hungry.
Olivia: But Cookie, we haven't even started on our trip yet.
Cookie Monster: That's OK. Me eat three other hubcaps later.
Gordon: Cookie.