Yoda: When 900 years old you reach, look as good you will not.
Ross Webster: Congratulations, Gus, old buddy. You're going to go down in history as the man who killed Superman.
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.
Ynyr: We three will go on. The rest will remain here.
Ergo: We four will go on. I'm not staying behind with these criminals.
Mok: She can sing, or she can scream. But she still pissed me off.
Dr. Michael Hfuhruhurr: I can't.
Fran: Can't what?
Dr. Michael Hfuhruhurr: I can't inject you with window cleaner.
Fran: I don't mind. Hey, what does it do anyway?
Dr. Michael Hfuhruhurr: It causes your brain to die last.
Fran: I don't mind.
Wolff: What the hell are you?
Nicki: What do you think I am, you scrawny earthbag? I'm a woman.
Dr. Michael Anthony Brace: Why do you have to die to let go?
Denise Dahlberg: Phones working?
Stephen Klein: Are you kidding? There aren't going to be any phones.