Katie Morosky Gardner: You'll never find anyone as good for you as I am, to believe in you as much as I do or love you as much.
Hubbell Gardner: I know that.
Katie Morosky Gardner: Well then, why?
Terry Fields: Jesus, what a night.
Porthos: May one ask - delicately - the cause in which we're expected to die?
Aramis: When you go on a campaign, does the King give his reasons? He says, "Porthos, fight!" and you fight.
Porthos: Oh, I do, I do.
Aramis: Then let's go and be killed where we're told to! Is life worth so many questions?
Little John: I am Sir Reginald, Duke of Chutney. And don't stick your tongue out at me, kid.
Maggie Paul: Why is it everybody else gets chicken and I always get the feathers?
Frank Harmon: Miss... I don't pick up hitchhikers.
Breezy: That's the best news I've heard all day.
Hope Springs: It's not her fault she has to wear a falsie.
Sid Fiddler: What do you mean, "a" falsie?
Hope Springs: She's got one bigger than the other.
Sid Fiddler: Is that right?
Hope Springs: No, left.
Vickie Allessio: I'm beginning to sound like a wife.