Dr Ventress: It's destroying everything.
Lena: It's not destroying. It's making something new.
Harley Quinn: Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape? Sorry. The voices. Ahaha, I'm kidding! Jeez! That's not what they really said.
Kaulder: One means nothing. Two, a coincidence. Three, trouble.
Neil: So what do we do now?
Norman Babcock: Uhh... I... I - I really don't know.
Courtney: Yes you do, Norman. You've gotta get to that witch's grave.
Norman Babcock: But.
Courtney: But nothing, you listen to me, buster. We didn't turn away when Daleridge High was slaughtering our volleyball team, did we?
Norman Babcock: Yeah, we did.
Courtney: No, we didn't. I have cheered the un-cheerable, Norman. And I'm not letting you give up now.
King Fergus: The ancients spoke of it. It is the heart of this fierce land. It is carried in the wind. Born of our legends and when we are put to the test, it is the one thing that we must always be.
Brother Silence: As if killing the bard impresses us.
Max: Did you make this?
Carol: Yeah, yeah.
Max: It's very good.
Carol: We were gonna make a whole world like this. But everyone used to come here, but you know... You know what it feels like when all your teeth are falling out really slowly and you don't realise and then you notice that, well, they're really far apart? And then one day... You don't have any teeth anymore.
Max: Yeah.
Carol: Well it was like that.
Hellboy: [Offering a beer.] Here. Drink up.
Abe Sapien: Oh, no, my body is a temple.
Hellboy: Well, now it's an amusement park.
Artie: Did you say you were looking for Arthur?
Puss in Boots: That information is on a need to know basis.
Donkey: It's top secret. Hushity-hush.
Ben Grimm: No more cracks about how I look.
Johnny Storm: Hey, call me Mr. Sensitivity. Everybody out of the way! Wide load coming through! He's huge!
Elena Fairchild: I'm going to ask Captain Harding to marry us.
Herbert Brown: That'd be wonderful, if he were only a minister, but he's not.
Elena Fairchild: He's a captain, and captains can marry people at sea.
Herbert Brown: He's a land captain, not a sea captain.
Elena Fairchild: Well, we're on land, aren't we?
Lucy Muir: I wish you wouldn't swear. It's so ugly.
Captain Gregg: If you think that's ugly, it's a good thing you can't read me thoughts.