Dean Winchester: Driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts his cakehole.
The Post-Modern Prometheus - S5-E5
[After spilling coffee on his lap.]
Mulder: Great, now my crotch will be up all night.
Rick Grimes: This is how we survive. We tell ourselves that we are the walking dead.
Wednesday: Dear Santa, we just wanted you to know that even though Mr. Thompson says that there was no such thing as Santa Claus, we didn't believe him. So please come or else it will make us look like dummies. Signed Wednesday and Pugsley Addams.
Klaus Mikaelson: You rant and rave about the monster I have become, but you, mother, you are the author of everything I am.
Damon Salvatore: I DO believe in killing the messenger. Why? Because it sends a message.
Angelique: Let me give you one word of advice, Dr. Hoffman. The pursuit of Barnabas Collins can lead to nothing but misery. He is a cold, harsh, unresponsive man."
Dr. Julia Hoffman: Who made him that way?
Eleven: Friends don't lie.
Agent Devlin: Everybody's got a theory on the increasing violence in our society.
Agent Emmerich: My wife thinks it's the artificial hormones in beef.
Agent Devlin: What's your take?
Frank Black: I don't think it's the beef.
Dylan Massett: You'll do anything to get your way.
Norma Louise Bates: I've never gotten my way, and that includes being your mother.
Alan Decker: It's okay. I'm used to the callous attitude mortals have towards vampires. I'm used to wandering the earth - reviled, hunted, hated. That's why I became a lawyer.
Father Marcus Keane: The power of Christ compels you.
The Crone: Do I look compelled, man of God?
Talking Fish: There's no such thing as perfect, you're beautiful as you are, Courage. With all of your imperfections, you can do anything you want to do.
Tracy: Now that I've expressly told you I don't need your help... I need your help.
Paul: You know, sometimes a guys just gotta set the world on fire, hey Rolfy. I wonder if there's a nice bottle of rubbing alcohol around here, and a match.
Simon Holmes: Sometimes I wish we collected stamps for fun, instead of battling the forces of weirdness.
Fenella: Eustace has... dust allergies. Poor lamb. He must be having trouble... breathing.
Merton: From an old legend, and the third season of Buffy.
Rod Serling: For those of you who've never met me, you might call me the under-nourished Alfred Hitchcock.