Worm: 'Ello.
Sarah: Did you say hello?
Worm: No, I said 'ello, but that's close enough.
Jack Burton: Hey, I'm a reasonable guy. But I've just experienced some very unreasonable things.
Chandler Jarrell: I don't know, maybe he cut himself shaving and bled to death looking for a kleenex.
Peggy Sue: We had one glorious night together, someday you'll remember and write about it.
Michael Fitzsimmons: Yeah, I can dig that. Bittersweet perfection. Dogs of lust on leashes of memory.
Connor MacLeod: I am Connor MacLeod of the Clan MacLeod. I was born in 1518 in the village of Glenfinnan on the shores of Loch Shiel. And I am immortal.
Dark Heart: Run. Run while you can. No matter where you go, I will find you. You will not escape me. I am Dark Heart.
Uncle Pomme: The earth speaks to all of us, and if we listen, we can understand.
Brun: You want to be a leader, Broud, but a man who hits his people can never lead the Clan.
Taylor: Children have fought wars, have built nations. They are strong and have courage, don't treat them any less than that because they're young.
Toymaster: Barnaby, what is it exactly that you want? Didn't Santa Claus bring you enough toys last Christmas?
Seth Brundle: My teeth have begun to fall out. The medicine cabinet is now the Brundle Museum of Natural History. You wanna see what else is in it?
