Grover Muldoon: How come you whities got such a tight ass, man?
Margaret White: Carrie, you haven't touched your apple cake.
Carrie: It gives me pimples, Mama.
Margaret White: Pimples are the Lord's way of chastising you.
Janeway: All right, you guys! Let's go! Move out of there.
Melendez: Blow it out your ass, motherfucker.
Harry Callahan: A 357 magnum is a good weapon, but I've seen 38's bounce off windshieds. No good in a city like this.
Leigh: The very least of our problems is that we're out of time.
Wilson: It's an old story with me. I was born out of time.
Jack Prescott: There is a girl out there who might be running for her life from some gigantic turned-on ape.
Rynn: How old do you have to be before people start treating you like a person?
Sherlock Holmes: No, Watson! The Queen wouldn't like it.
Nicole Dressler: Oh, what is it all about?
Dr. Jonathan Chamberlain: I'd say a slight case of, uh...food poisoning.
Nicole Dressler: I think either you're a lousy doctor or a lousy liar.