Ferris: Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Mexican girl: Which one do you like?
Carmen: I like the one that's not so smart.
Mexican girl: Which one is that?
Jack Burton: Hey, I'm a reasonable guy. But I've just experienced some very unreasonable things.
Thornton Melon: Listen, Sherlock. While you were tucked away up here working on your ethics, I was out there busting my hump in the real world. And the reason guys like you got a place to teach is 'cause guys like me donate buildings.
Chandler Jarrell: I don't know, maybe he cut himself shaving and bled to death looking for a kleenex.
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.
Number 5: Hey, laser lips! Your momma was a snow-blower.
Phil: Get out of there! Duck!
Howard: And proud of it.
Detective Cameron: Corpses that have been dead for twenty-seven years do not get up and go for a walk by themselves.
Casey: They send me out last. You get me, you've hit bottom. I'm the last cookie in the jar.
Peggy Sue: We had one glorious night together, someday you'll remember and write about it.
Michael Fitzsimmons: Yeah, I can dig that. Bittersweet perfection. Dogs of lust on leashes of memory.
Seymour: It's true! I chopped him up. But I didn't kill him.
Gunnery Seargant Thomas Highway: The United States Marines is lookin' for a few good men - and you ain't it.
Mark Watson: Mom! Dad! There's something I have to tell you... I'm black.
Margaret 'Meg' Magrath: Why'd you do it, Babe? Why'd you put your head in the oven?
Rebeca 'Babe': I don't know... I'm having a bad day.
Stanley: Jesus, how horny can you get?
Eugene: I don't know. What's the highest score?
Brian Stimpson: It's not the despair, Laura. I can take the despair. It's the hope I can't stand.