Inigo Montoya: That Vizzini, he can fuss.
Fezzik: ...fuss...fuss... I think he likes to scream at us.
Inigo Montoya: Probably he means no harm.
Fezzik: He's really very short on charm.
Inigo Montoya: Oh, you've a great gift for rhyme.
Fezzik: Yes, yes, some of the time.
Vizzini: Enough of that.
Inigo Montoya: Fezzik, are there rocks ahead?
Fezzik: If there are, we'll all be dead.
Vizzini: No more rhymes now, I mean it.
Fezzik: Anybody want a peanut?
Vizzini: AARRGGHH!
Penny: Oh, come on, ladies. God wouldn't have given you maracas if He didn't want you to shake 'em.
Marilla Cuthbert: Every baby is the sweetest and the best.
Ronny Cammareri: I ain't no freakin' monument to justice! I lost my hand! I lost my bride! Johnny has his hand! Johnny has his bride! You want me to take my heartache, put it away and forget?
Charlie: Ten more seconds and I'm leaving! Ten-
Roxanne: What did you say?
Charlie: I said ten more seconds and I'm leaving.
Roxanne: Oh.
Charlie: What did you think I said?
Roxanne: I thought you said earn more sessions by sleeving.
Charlie: What does that mean?
Roxanne: I don't know. That's why I came out.
Duncan: We're gonna bring this party up to a nice respectable level. Don't worry, we're not gonna hurt anyone. We're not even gonna touch 'em. We're just gonna make 'em cry a little, just by lookin' at 'em.
Ronald Miller: Nerds, jocks. My side, your side. It's all bullshit. Its hard enough just trying to be yourself.
Loy Colton: Caleb, those people back there, they wasn't normal. Normal folks, they don't spit out bullets when you shoot 'em, no sir.
Patrick Morenski: Okay, on one end of the spectrum you've got homo, and on the other you've got hetero. Then there's me, way the fuck over here.
Chris Lecce: Problem?
Tom Granick: It's amazing who's here.
Jane Craig: Who?
Tom Granick: Me.
Chainsaw: We just got lapped by an old lady in a walker.
Jeremy Capello: This blood's for you.
J.C. Wiatt: I can't have a baby because I have a 12:30 lunch meeting.
Clell Hazard: And hey, Goody, watch your mouth.
"Goody" Nelson: Fuckin'-A-a-a-a.
Patty Winston: He hit me daddy! And then he kicked me in my hiney.
George Jetson: That's grass. I read about it in ancient history.
Armand: Roxy! Roxy, Roxy. You know what you need to do right now? You need to put him and this whole nasty affair out of your mind. Now, how is the best way to do that, huh? Huh? By having a night of distastable sex with someone you care absolutely nothing about! And proudly, I would like to be that person.
Roxie Shield: Fine, let's just go to your place.
Armand: Really?
Roxie Shield: Drive fast before I have second thoughts.
Armand: Armand is the wind.