Mrs. Doubtfire: I hope you don't mind me being a tad rude, but... How was he? You know, on a scale of 1 to 10?
Miranda: Well, that part was always... Okay.
Mrs. Doubtfire: Just okay? Well, he was probably a Casanova compared to poor old Winston.
Miranda: What was the matter with Winston?
Mrs. Doubtfire: Oh dear, Winston's idea of foreplay was "Effie, brace yourself."
Debbie: Isn't he a lady killer?
Gomez Addams: Acquitted.
Luigi: Do you eat?
Princess Daisy: Yes.
Luigi: Dinner?
Princess Daisy: Yes.
Luigi: Tonight?
Wallace: Cracking toast, Gromit.
Santa: Haven't you heard of peace on Earth, and goodwill toward men?
Lock, Shock, Barrel: NO!
Laura Jackson: What a stupid idiot.
Jed Clampett: Did you say something, ma'am?
Laura Jackson: What a stupendous intellect.
Jethro: That's cause I "grad-ge-ated" the sixth grade, ma'am. Only took three years.
Michael Chapman: I turned Angela from a pickpocket into a star into a shoplifter.
Dwight Mercer: When are you gonna get it, huh? When are you gonna get it? Your mother isn't coming back. Forget about the day she dropped you on our doorstep? Forgot about that! Well I remember. She turned around and drove away! Didn't look around, didn't slow down, didn't even look in the rearview mirror! Does that sound like somebody's mama to you? You've got two people here who wanna be your friend. That's more than your mother ever was, and you could use a friend right now, son.