Mr. Preston: What else don't I know?
Marty Preston: What?
Mr. Preston: You hidin' Judd's dog and never lettin' on. What else you keepin' from me?
Marty Preston: Nothin', Dad.
Mr. Preston: Well how do I know that's not another lie?
Marty Preston: 'Cause it's not.
Mr. Preston: Oh yeah, well your sayin' so don't make it true, not now. And that's the problem with lyin'.
Michael: I like it here, it's quiet. Nobody ever bothers a librarian.
Principal McGee: I'm Mr. McGee. I've heard so much about you, Jack.
Jack: Hi, Mr. Magoo.
Principal McGee: McGee.
Jack: McGee.
Principal McGee: Yes.
Jack: Magoo.
Edwina "Eddie" Franklin: (to a referee while honorary coach) Hey, you with the $1.99 rug on your head! Would you get out of my way, please?
Itchy: I'm so hungry, I could eat a shoe.
Howard W. Campbell Jr.: I guess the moral here is: you must be careful what you pretend to be because in the end you are who you're pretending to be.
Dr. Alan Feinstone: I am an instrument of perfection and hygiene, the enemy of decay and corruption. A dentist. And I have a lot of work to do.
Indiana Jones: A ladder is made of wood, right?
Prof. Henry Jones, Sr.: Yes.
Indiana Jones: This cage is made out of wood.
Prof. Henry Jones, Sr.: So?
Indiana Jones: Ergo, our cage is a ladder.
Prof. Henry Jones, Sr.: That's not what I call Aristotlian logic.
Indiana Jones: We need a ladder, father. Let's turn our cage into a ladder.
Jerry Maguire: What do you want from me? My soul?
Dorothy: Why not? I deserve that much.
Guy Baran: Frankly, I didn't have to get married to have lousy sex.
Mia: No, I did.
Lucy: Why are you crying?
Osvaldo Donati: Because I want to kiss you.
Mel Feynman: Richie, how old are you?
Young Richard: Six.
Mel Feynman: Well, act your age.
Julia Biggs: Your mother would always tell me, "Girl, you need to get some meat on those bones. Henry ain't got nothing to grab on to back there!"
Rev. Henry Biggs: She just wanted you to eat, that's all.
Julia Biggs: No, she probably wanted me to be as fat as her.
Rev. Henry Biggs: She wasn't that fat.
Julia Biggs: Please, if a policeman saw your mama come walking down the street, he'd yell, "break it up!"
Dr. Michael Reynolds: Why don't you grow some pubic hair, junior.
Brandon 'Blue' Monroe: I got pubic hair, asshole. It's the one place I got hair left.
Felina: My fear is my curse. What's yours?
John Smith: I was born without a conscience.
Mr. Knightley: I rode through the rain! I'd - I'd ride through worse than that if I could just hear your voice telling me that I might, at least, have some chance to win you.
Marie: You don't go to work every day. You go to a bar every day.
Max Connor: I wish I had junk food from here to the sky.
Kazaam: Why not? Higher than high?
Jay Leno: I may look stupid, but I'm Italian. I know how to find information.