[All ammunition has been confiscated.]
Marine: What are we supposed to use? Harsh language?.
Sheriff Loomis: You listen to me, you son-of-a-bitch! There's a kid out there usin' his car to kill people, not that it's such a big deal since it seems to be your gang he's got it in for... so, if you guys try to take the law into your own hands, and that killer turns up dead, I'm gonna see you all sniffin' cyanide in the Arizona gas chamber.
Detective Cameron: Corpses that have been dead for twenty-seven years do not get up and go for a walk by themselves.
L.G. McPeters: Just had another cursin' caller. Your little ass is gonna be in big trouble with that tape girl.
Chaz: Hey guy, your fly is open and your Hostess Twinkie is hanging out.
Seymour: It's true! I chopped him up. But I didn't kill him.
Norman Bates: Conservative clothes never go out of style.
Brett: If you don't get your hand off my leg, you're going to be wiping your ass with a hook next time you take a dump.
Camp Loman: I never heard no talk like that when I was a boy.
Tommy: I went to go cremate Jason but I fucked up.
Deputy Rick: You got that right.
Jenny Anderman: This isn't funny. Do you know what this is like? It's like when you read about, I don't know, Anne Frank or something and you say to yourself, Jesus why didn't they do something. The whole world is collapsing. They just sat around, life as usual, maybe it'll go away, but it never goes away it only gets worse and nobody thinks about the future. What's the matter?
Paul Stephens: Who's Anne Frank?
Buford 'Bubba' Brownlee: All this talking about eating is making me hungry.
Tom: Hey, she's dead? Hey, what the hell are you doing, you didn't say anything about a dead body, we were supposed to save her life.
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.
Seth Brundle: I was not pure. The teleporter insists on inner pure. I was not pure.
Ronnie: I don't know what you mean.
Seth Brundle: A fly... got into the... transmitter pod with me that first time, when I was alone. The computer... got confused - there weren't supposed to be two separate genetic patterns - and it decided to... uhh... splice us together. It mated us, me and the fly. We hadn't even been properly introduced.
