Jack Burton: Hey, I'm a reasonable guy. But I've just experienced some very unreasonable things.
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.
Sheriff Loomis: You listen to me, you son-of-a-bitch! There's a kid out there usin' his car to kill people, not that it's such a big deal since it seems to be your gang he's got it in for... so, if you guys try to take the law into your own hands, and that killer turns up dead, I'm gonna see you all sniffin' cyanide in the Arizona gas chamber.
Remy McSwain: If I can't have you, can I have my gator?
Phil: Get out of there! Duck!
Howard: And proud of it.
Chozen: You insult my honor again, I'll kill you.
Frances: Blind Dog and Lightning Boy? Who the hell are you guys supposed to be?
Eugene Martone: We're bluesmen.
Willie Brown: I'm the bluesman, he's from Long Island.
Duckie: This is a really volcanic ensemble you're wearing, it's really marvelous.
Norman Bates: Conservative clothes never go out of style.
Terry: This is great. I'm down on the docks at 1:30 in the morning. I might as well pin a hundred dollar bill to my ass and scream "Victim here! Victim here!"
Mark Watson: Mom! Dad! There's something I have to tell you... I'm black.
Guilford: I thought, you see I wondered: Now that we're together, how on earth are we going to spend the days?
Brad Whitewood Sr.: If it's blood, don't break it.
Betty: I hear the voices in my head.
Alex Sternbergen: I gotta call Jackie, maybe he call help. He's smart, he knows the people that are in charge.
Turner Kendall: In charge of what?
Alex Sternbergen: Everything. The world.
Turner Kendall: He's a hair dresser.
Alex Sternbergen: That's what he does, that's not what he is.
Donna Mildred Martin: The only advice my Mom ever gave me was, "Don't live in the same city as your parents."
David Basner: What crappy advice. I can't get my parents to move.
Laura J. Kelly: Don't lose him.
Tom Logan: I'm not going to lose him. Where is he?
Hoops McCann: Will you watch where you're going! We're heading for the docks.
George Calamari: We've gotta make the boat.
Hoops McCann: Boat? What boat?
George Calamari: What, did you think we were driving to Nantucket? Come on, it's an island.
Hoops McCann: You never mentioned any boats! I hate boats! I'm not getting on any boat.
George Calamari: I beg to differ.