Tyr Anasazi: I have faith in nothing but this - when the universe collapses and dies, there will be three survivors - Tyr Anasazi, the cockroaches, and Dylan Hunt, trying to save the cockroaches.
Titus Pullo: It's as hot as Vulcan's dick.
Maddie: That's your trouble, David - you think hot sex cures everything.
David: Well, it is an effective treatment for localized high blood pressure in males.
Abraham Lincoln: It's well known that the more a man speaks, the less he's understood.
A.D.A. Alex Cahill: How about a cruise for our honeymoon?
Ranger Cordell Walker: We've already done that.
A.D.A. Alex Cahill: That was a river raft.
Ranger Cordell Walker: Close enough.
Archie Bunker: Sticks and stones may break my bones, but you are one dumb Polack.
Matt Albie: Look, I hate Los Angeles just like everybody else, but I have to work here because in any other part of the country I'm unemployable.
Captain Jack Harkness: Captain Jack Harkness, note the stripes.
Captain John Hart: Captain John Hart, note the sarcasm.
Captain Jack Harkness: Hey, I worked my way up through the ranks.
Captain John Hart: I bet the ranks were very grateful.
Clare Edwards: What are you doing here?
Eli Goldsworthy: Hi Eli, how are you? Fine Clare thanks for asking.
Clare Edwards: Hi.
Dr. Paul Wayne: So what difference does it make, whether it's 20 minutes or 20 years, since neither amounts to the faintest echo of the tiniest whisper in the thunder of time.
Kessler: Who are you?
Remington Steele: Just a happy go lucky tourist out to see a bit of the world.
Neff: Is that why you've got five passports, from five different countries, in five different names?
Remington Steele: Kept trying for a good picture.
Yagami Light: I'll solve equations with my right hand and write names with my left. I'll take a potato chip... and eat it.
Wayne Arnold: Butthead.
Michael Westen: You say tomato, I say pimp.
Olive Snook: Yesterday, a farrier named Lucas Shoemaker was found dead. Trampled.
Emerson Cod: Why should I care about a dude that sells fur coats?
Olive Snook: Not a furrier, a farrier. Heir.
Emerson Cod: Fair-rier?
Olive Snook: It's a blacksmith. Puts shoes on horses.
Emerson Cod: Don't try to act like that's a word everybody knows.
Sarah Walker: Come any closer, I shoot.
John Casey: You shoot him, I shoot you, I leave both your bodies here and go out for a late night snack. I'm thinking maybe pancakes.
Ashley Davies: I love... these brownies.
Phillip Broyles: Someone out there is experimenting, only the whole world is their lab.
Pizzazz: Why do you always think the worst of me?
Stormer: Don't answer that, Jem.
Voice on Tape: Good morning Mister Phelps.