Bogdanski: What the hell was that?
Paul Crewe: That was a dropkick.
Bogdanski: Dropkick?
Paul Crewe: Dropkick.
Bogdanski: How much is that worth?
Paul Crewe: Three points.
Bogdanski: Three points?
Paul Crewe: Three points.
Bogdanski: For that? Bullshit.
Mrs. Hubbard: Don't you agree the man must have entered my compartment to gain access to Mr. Ratchett?
Princess Dragomiroff: I can think of no other reason, madame.
Julie: It doesn't hurt to fall off the moon.
Sid: Every man should have a wife.
Rosie: Preferably his own.
Dr. Ernest D. Hubbs: You did your major work applying game theory to the language of killer whales.
James R. Lesko: Well, it seemed cheaper than applying it to roulette.
Dr. Ernest D. Hubbs: Did you actually succeed in making positive contact with the whales?
James R. Lesko: Only with the emotionally disturbed.
Dr. Ernest D. Hubbs: How were you able to determine that?
James R. Lesko: We talked.
Sally Potter: Are you a Stray Cat?
Mike: No, I'm a roadie.
Sally Potter: Roadie sounds like some sort of vagrant. What is that exactly?
Mike: It's like an army batman, only without the uniform. I make sure there's enough beer, chips and rubbers to go round. I supply the birds, the pills and the pot. And anything else that might be required to satisfy their lust... carnal, or otherwise.
Vera Charles: However, in 'Fallen Angel' all of my clothes were done by Chanel! She said to me, 'Cheri' - she always called me Cheri - 'Cheri' she said, clothes not only make the woman, clothes make the world!' Oh she's brilliant! Sell her own mother, but brilliant. The costumes for my new show are so dazzling, that we expect complaints from the orchestra.
Ma Cobb: Remember what I've always told you: The wages of sin is gonorrhea, syphilis, and death.
Diana 'T.N.T.' Jackson: Look, lady, or whoever you are, I accepted a ride from you to Joe's Haven. And that's all you need to know about me.
Elaine: Bitch.
Judge Arthur Cannon: Listen, why don't I trust you, and you trust me?
Dr. Edward Armstrong: The famous last words?
Hannah Lund: You seem to be a lonely man. You seem to be a lonely man!
Loretta Sykes: What do you want with all your killing?
Garth: Same damn thing you want with all your marching. Only history proves my way works.
Terry's Father: Listen my son, TRUST NO ONE! You can count on no-one but YOURSELF. Improve your skills, son, harden your body, become a NUMBER ONE MAN! Do not ever let ANYONE beat you!
Goro: Ken is a tormented man. It is Eiko, of course, but it is also Japan. Ken is a relic, a leftover of another age, of another country.
Prisoner: So you're working for the Germans? A young Frenchman like you. Aren't you ashamed?
Lucien Lacombe: I don't like people talking down to me.
Ruth: Harvey, I have a headache, a toothache, a backache and I'm expecting the gout.
Harvey Beckman: Would an aspirin help?
Daisy Buchanan: Rich girls don't marry poor boys.
Lady Daley: All this talk of Big Dick. I've had enough of it.
Foxy Brown: What? Link too?
Oscar: Yeah, they say it was those Steve Elias people.
Foxy Brown: Was he dealing again?
Oscar: Yeah, coke.
Foxy Brown: I told him to stay away from them.
Oscar: Yeah, but once those people pull you in, there's only ONE way they'll let you go.