Wadsworth: You see. It's just like the Mounties. We always get our man.
Mr. Green: Mrs. Peacock was a man?!
Jerry Dandrige: Welcome to Fright Night...for real.
Arius: Your father appears to be cooperating. You will be back with him soon. Won't that be nice?
Jenny: Not as nearly as nice as watching him smash your face in.
Ron Grady: So, what about you and that rich babe you've been cruising to school with every day.
Jesse Walsh: What about her?
Ron Grady: Are you mounting her nightly or what?
Harold Smith: Guard, protect and cherish your land, for there is no afterlife for a place that started out as Heaven. Charles M. Russell, Montana, 1926.
Sam Ransom: Is that your head speaking, or another part of your anatomy?
Eric 'Rick' Masters: You broke your contract with me Jeff. Now, I don't know whether you're into it but you're gonna have to suck on this until you give me back my paper.
Max Zorin: This will hurt him more than me.
Matt Hunter: Tell me something John, what are you going to do when the social security people find out you've been moonlighting?
John Eagle: Ain't found out about my air boat business. Been doing it for 40 years.
Matt Hunter: That's probably because you haven't made a profit in the last thirty-nine.
Inspector Japp: Poirot, please, before I grow old, retire, and move to Brighton, who is it?
Sally Ann: Polly got in one good peck before that cat killed her. Good for Polly.
Hugh: I certainly never realised that Polly had such a big pecker.
Sister Agnes: I don't understand what you're talking about. You want to talk about the baby, everbody wants to talk about the baby. But, I never saw the baby. So I can't talk about the baby, because I don't believe in the baby.
Christopher Boyce: I know a thing or two about predatory behavior, and what once was a legitimate intelligence agency is now being used on weaker governments.
Diana: Elvis wouldn't do this, and I knew HIM.
Charlie: You didn't know him! You may have fucked him, but you didn't know HIM.
Mark: Thats Eddie Dutra, He's about as much fun as a rabid dog.
Beth Sladen: I saw a movie once, where a group of people were trapped in an ice station by a carrot from another planet.
Space Girl: I am the feminine in your mind, Carlsen.
Street Pickup: Why don't you just go home?
Paul Hackett: Pal, I've been asking myself that all night.
Captain Rhodes: Go on run, run you fucking lunatics.