Don King: Mr. Chairman, we are a company on the move. I have two mega stocks and a super promotional idea that can bring INC from $500 million, to $1 billion in gross revenue. That is not about white power, nor is it about black power. It's about green power! Money! M-O-N-E-Y! We're talking about geometric progression. One... four... eight... 16... the numbers boggle the mind! So in conclusion, all we have to do is to get off the dime, and put this show on the road. Thank you very much.
Fletch: You know, what tipped it for me was something your wife said while we were in bed together.
Alan Stanwyk: Oh? And what was that?
Fletch: Curiously, she said we had roughly the same build. From the waist up, I imagine.
Blossom: I'm Blossom. Why do they call you Meat?
Meat Tuperello: Why do they call you Blossom?
Inspector Japp: Poirot, please, before I grow old, retire, and move to Brighton, who is it?
John: You want to put some kind of explanation down here before you leave? Here's one as good as any you're likely to find. We're bein' punished by the Creator. He visited a curse on us. So that man could look at... what Hell was like. Maybe He didn't want to see us blow ourselves up, put a big hole in the sky. Maybe He just wanted to show us He's still the Boss Man. Maybe He figure, we was gettin' too big for our britches, tryin' to figure His shit out.
Shinyuki: The Black Star Ninja has betrayed the code.
Joe: Then... he must die.
General Graycliffe: A child with a stick of chewing gum has just rendered your hundred million dollars of hardware useless.
Charlie, Department of Works: Bloody typical, they've gone back to metric without telling us.
Space Girl: I am the feminine in your mind, Carlsen.
Paul Hackett: Wow, I'm sorry. I guess I'm really puttin' you through the mill tonight, huh?
Marcy: It's okay, I'm used to it.
Art Selwyn: Men should be explorers, no matter how old they are. I don't know about anybody else, but I'm going.
Luis Molina: The nicest thing about feeling happy is that you think you'll never be unhappy again.
Fraker: Bulletproof, asshole! Just like yours.
David Howard: Shut up Brad! Your song stunk, I hate your suit and I could hurt you.
Clark Griswold: There's Buckingham Palace, kids. That's where the Queen lives and works.
Audrey Griswold: Works? What does she do, Dad?
Clark Griswold: She queens... and vacuums.
Larry: Don't you know the combination, Sheila?
Sheila: I knew it when I was in front.
Monty Brewster: Why is it when there's trouble we're the ones that get into it. I mean, there's a bar full of people and we're the only ones in jail.
Spike Nolan: I don't think it's racial you know, because I'm in here with you.
Monty Brewster: That's comforting.
Mombi III: Not beautiful you understand, but you have a certain prettiness, different from my other heads. I believe I'll lock you in the tower for a few years until your head is ready. And then I'll take it.
Dorothy: I believe you will NOT!
