Yoda: When 900 years old you reach, look as good you will not.
Arnie Cunningham: Okay... show me.
Scrooge: What's she cooking, a canary? Surely they have more food than that. Look on the fire.
Ghost of Christmas Present: Huh, where? Oh, that's your laundry.
Ross Webster: Congratulations, Gus, old buddy. You're going to go down in history as the man who killed Superman.
Johnny Smith: "Bless me"? Do you know what God did for me? He threw an 18-wheeled truck at me and bounced me into nowhere for five years! When I woke up, my girl was gone, my job was gone, my legs are just about useless... Blessed me? God's been a real sport to me.
Princess Lyssa: My father says that good fighters make bad husbands.
Prince Colwyn: Well, that depends.
Princess Lyssa: On what?
Prince Colwyn: On whether you expect a husband to follow you around. Jump every time you clap your hands.
Princess Lyssa: Wouldn't you jump for me? No of course not. You're a warrior.
Tom Fury: Some folks draw lightning to them as a cat sucks in a baby's breath.
Narrator: You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into... the Twilight Zone.
New Mother: Is it a boy or a girl?
Obstretrician: I think it's a bit early to start imposing roles on it, don't you?