Boring Prophet: There shall in that time be rumors of things going astray, erm, and there shall be a great confusion as to where things really are, and nobody will really know where lieth those little things with the sort of raffia-work base, that has an attachment. At that time, a friend shall lose his friend's hammer, and the young shall not know where lieth the things possessed by their fathers that their fathers put there only just the night before, about eight o'clock.
Abraz: Bullshit. Who sent you here, boy? Did that chickenshit asshole Raphael send you, boy?
Chance the Gardener: No. Mr. Thomas Franklin told me I must leave the old man's house. He's dead, you know.
Abraz: Dead, my ass. You tell that asshole, if he got somethin' to tell me, to get his ass down here himself! You got that, boy?
Lauren King: So what does your father do?
Daniel Michon: He drives.
Lauren King: A truck?
Daniel Michon: No... a taxi.
Lauren King: You shouldn't be embarrassed, it's honest work.
Daniel Michon: Not the way he does it.
Mr. Mike: What you are about to see is not for the weak. It is not even for the strong.
Hippy: The draft is white people sending black people to make war on the yellow people to defend the land they stole from the red people.
Vince Ricardo: Sometimes I'm so smart I scare myself.
Daisuke Jigen: Which are we helping?
Lupin III: The girl.
Daisuke Jigen: Typical.
Joey Ramone: Things sure have changed since we got kicked out of high school.
Lupin III: That's Zenigata, truly the ideal of the Shoowa Period. A man incomparable for his determination to his work.
Dad: Refund? Refund? Are you crazy! Refund? Refund? Refund?
Pvt. Ogden Johnson Jones: Real Japs?
Captain Wild Bill Kelso: Nah, wooden Japs, Cheetah. What do you think?
Wendall: I'm gonna get me a bottle of tequila and find me one of them Keno girls that can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch and just kinda kick back.
Terry 'The Toad' Fields: Oh, come on, look at me, I'm a free man! The war is over, and I win.
Cactus Jack: I come to speak with straight tongue.
Nervous Elk: Tongue may be straight, but mouth hide many sharp teeth.
Tom Trimble: Right after I'm burned at the stake I'll tell the whole story to King Arthur.
Senator Milburn: Would it not show more foresight to tell him before the burning?
Maxwell: You had better learn how to play the game, and I don't mean just the game of football.
George Webber: If you were dancing with your wife, or girlfriend you knew in high school, and you said to her, Darling, they're playing our song, do you know what they'd be playing?
Don: What?
George Webber: Why Don't We Do It In The Road. Fuckin' hell kind of era is that?