Kirk: Mr. Spock, have you accounted for the variable mass of whales and water in your time re-entry program?
Spock: Mr. Scott cannot give me exact figures, Admiral, so... I will make a guess.
Kirk: A guess? You, Spock? That's extraordinary.
Spock: [to Dr. McCoy] I don't think he understands.
McCoy: No, Spock. He means that he feels safer about your guesses than most other people's facts.
Spock: Then you're saying... It is a compliment?
McCoy: It is.
Spock: Ah. Then, I will try to make the best guess I can.
McCoy: Please do.
Gussie: We awe going to have a wawwy.
Honest John: A wawwy? What's a wawwy?
Gussie: You know. A wawwy. A wawge gathewing of mice fow a weason.
Honest John: Oh. A rally.
Gussie: That's what I said. A wawwy.
Toymaster: Do you want to believe, Lisa?
Lisa Piper: Yes, I do. More than anything. I always wanted to be a kid, I always wanted to play with toys. I believe in all of you, and I am still just a kid. I really am.
High Priest: Who gave you the courage to be killed here?
Asian Hawk: I obey my god's every command. He looks after all my needs. I always say yes to him. Never no.
High Priest: Who is your god? What is your religion?
Asian Hawk: I believe in a powerful religion. The name of my god is... money.
High Priest: Prepare to be sacrified to your money god.
Street Thug: You got a light, buddy?
Mick Dundee: Yeah, sure, kid. There you go.
Street Thug: [Opens a switchblade] And your wallet.
Sue Charlton: Mick, give him your wallet.
Mick: What for?
Sue: He's got a knife.
Mick. Ha ha ha. That's not a knife. [Pulls out his 16" Bowie knife]. That's a knife.