Greg: That's right, I quit too.
Tina Hammersmith: Greg you'll lose your cheerleading scholarship.
Greg: That's right, I'm stayin here! But under a cloud of shame.
Reverend Pratt: So, if you concentrate on what you don't have, you forget about what you do have.
Coach Boone: You look like a bunch of fifth grade sissies after a cat fight! You got anger, that's good you're gonna need it, you got aggression that's even better you're gonna need that, too. But any little two year old child can throw a fit! Football is about controlling that anger, harnessing that aggression into a team effort to achieve perfection.
Singer: And then you're all alone again, but where are you?
Malcolm Moore: You know you're an idiot, right?
Sean Porter: I'm making progress. I used to be an asshole.
Sammy: God damn shame, Mike. God damn shame about Joey. He thought the world of you, Mike.
Terrible Tommy: "Come on runt."
Rosa Carlo: "Stop calling me that."
Newcastle fan #1: Hows it going?
Newcastle fan #2: We've made all the early running.
Newcastle fan #1: How long's it been on?
Newcastle fan #2: A minute.
Viviane Senna: On that morning when he woke up, he asked God to talk to him. He opened the Bible and read a passage which said: God would give him the greatest of all gifts. Which was God himself.
Rocky Balboa: You ain't so bad, you ain't so bad, you ain't nothin'. C'mon, champ, hit me in the face! My mom hits harder than you.
Beret Girl: Max, Max, Max. Admit defeat, and defeat will surely admit you into permanent custody, my man.
Bill Bowerman: For the time being, let's not have you working out with the team. You'll be facing Viren all over again at the Montreal Olympics. I don't want you racing anyone now. I just want you running. You have to explore the limits of the one competitor above everyone else you've always loved to face... Steve Prefontaine.
Rocky: Don't worry 'bout a thing.
Dutch Schnell: Skip the facts, just gimme the details.
Branch Rickey: A box score - you know a box score is really democratic, Jackie. It doesn't say how big you are or how your father voted in the last election or what church you attend. It just tells you what kind of a ballplayer you were that day.
Jackie Robinson: Well, isn't that what counts?
Branch Rickey: It's all that ought to count, and maybe someday it's all that will count.
Charlie Davis: Get yourself a new boy. I retire.
Roberts: What makes you think you can get away with this?
Charlie Davis: What are you gonna do? Kill me? Everybody dies.
McGrath: Every scout in the NHL is out there tonight, with contracts in their pockets, and they're looking for talent. For winners. oooooooooh. All my years of publicity. All the fashion shows and radiothons for nothing... They come here tonight... to scout the Chiefs... the toughest team in the Federal League! Not this! Buncha... pussies."
Duke: Gettin' stronger.
Jean-Pierre Sarti: Did you see them rush to see Peter Aron burn? Did you see the looks on their faces? I saw. For the first time today, I really saw those faces.
Louise Frederickson: But not all of them, Jean-Pierre. There are some who come for that - for the accidents and the fires. But the others... the others ride with you, maybe. You put something in their lives that they can't put there themselves.
Master Durand: Coconut.