Eric Draven: It can't rain all the time.
The Creature: I do know that for the sympathy of one living being, I would make peace with all. I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.
Mother Abigail: "Once in every generation, the plague shall fall among them." That's what is says in the book... Seems you might have went a little far this time.
Robert Englund: I think they'd like to see us together again.
Heather Lagenkamp: In what? A romantic-comedy?
Robert Englund: Just because it's a love story doesn't mean it can't have a decapitation or two.
Rogers: What else is there? She says, "Is beauty all that matters?", and you say, "What else is there?".
Prince Derek: It was dumb. I know.
Rogers: You should write a book: "How to Offend Women in Five Syllables or Less."
Little Elf Judy: Seeing isn't believing. Believing is seeing.
Kris: If you can't learn to accept ANYTHING on faith, then you are doomed for a life dominated by doubt.
Fantasy: Dr. Jekyll? Dr. J?
Mr. Hyde: My name... is MR hyde.
The Shadow: The weed of crime bears bitter fruit.
George Knox: You're Roger's mom?
Maggie Nelson: Nope.
George Knox: Aunt? Grandma?
Maggie Nelson: No, we're not related. This is a short-term foster care facility, I run it. Roger is a ward of the state.
George Knox: I see. So Roger, he's got a wild imagination? Always coming up with stories?
Maggie Nelson: No actually, he's very grounded. Truth is most kids who are taken away from their parents by the court system, have a good handle on reality.
Dr. Alex Hesse: My nipples are very sensitive.
Urgl: Your body's gone.
Engywook, Male Gnome: Well, your body went years ago.
Capt. Jason Briggs: Is there a problem with your privates, Private?
Connor MacLeod: Where is Kane?
Warrior #1: Don't worry about him. Worry about me.
Louis: Thirty years had passed, but her body remained that of an eternal child. Her eyes alone told the story of her age, staring out from under her doll-like curls, with a questioning that will one day need an answer.
Dr. Daniel Jackson: I don't wanna die. Your men don't wanna die. And, these people don't wanna die. It's a shame you're in such a hurry to.
Amy Archer: Finally there would be a thingamajig that would bring everyone together. Even if it kept them apart, spatially.
Cody: Sure, walk away! I understand. If hearing the actual sound of Jayne Mansfield's head being severed from her body is too intense for you, well then, you know, more power to ya.