John Merrick: No! I am not an animal! I am a human being! I. Am... A man!
George Wittow: Did you write that, Harry?
Harry Morant: No, no. It was a minor poet, called Byron.
Peter Handcock: Never heard of him.
Harry Morant: I did say he was a minor poet.
Jake La Motta: Who's an animal? Your mother's an animal, ya son of a bitch.
Loretta Lynn: I just can't believe I'm sittin' here talkin' to Patsy Cline.
Patsy Cline: You act like you ain't never seen a glamorous country music singer before.
Dr. Hunter S. Thompson: You couldn't invent someone like Carl Lazlo. He was a... he was one of a kind. He was a mutant. A real heavyweight water buffalo type... who could chew his way through a concrete wall and spit out the other side covered with lime and chalk and look good in doing it.