Ernest P. Worrell: No. I-I can't eat on an empty stomach.
Patti Rasnick: Music is all that matters. One hour on stage makes up for the other 23.
Dr. Cynthia Sheldrake: There is a distinct difference between killing someone and fucking them.
Salvatore Giuliano: You're an American, aren't you?
Camilla, Duchess of Crotone: Yes, and like every other Sicilian you want to go to America and start a pizzaria in Jersey.
Henry Bloom: I'm not one for games Ricky. I'm a professional. My time is very valuable.
Ricky Caldwell: Oh? And mine isn't?
Henry Bloom: Your time is running out son. I'm your last chance.
Ricky Caldwell: Oh yeah?
Henry Bloom: Yeah.
Ricky Caldwell: Well, what makes you think you can bullshit your way into my head? Like every other pencil-neck piece of shit.
Gabriel: What's the matter... afraid of the dark?
Judy Bower: No... afraid of what's in the dark.
Jeremy Capello: This blood's for you.
Tom Beck: What the hell is that?
Sanchez: A flame-thrower man, can you believe it? Patrol picked this up off some homeboy on the street.
Eddie Murphy: Richard said, "The next time the motherfucker call, tell him I said, "Suck my dick." I don't give a fuck. Whatever the fuck make the people laugh, say that shit. Do the people laugh when you say what you say?" I said, "Yes." He said, "Do you get paid?" I said, "Yes." He said, "Well, tell Bill I said have a Coke and a smile and shut the fuck up. Jello pudding-eating motherfucker."
Chris Hammond: How can she stand to be so close to her own body without constantly feeling herself up?
Teri Marshall: Please don't hurt her.
Reverend Chester: I believe that I've got a job for you.
Francis Phelan: I worked today up at the cemetery.
Reverend Chester: Splendid.
Francis Phelan: Well, shovelin' dirt ain't all that splendid.