Mark Rumsfield: There go the Goddamn brownies.
Louis Creed: My father used to have a saying, Jud. God sees the truth... But waits.
Freddy Krueger: It's a boy.
Horace Pinker: Come on, boy, let's take a ride in my Volts Wagon.
Alex Whitaker: I had this dream and I came here to make sure it didn't come true.
Koster: Alright you bunch of pussies! I'm back and I'm kicking ass.
Col. Jason Grant: Oh, Christ. That's what we are - spare parts.
Pastor: Can I ask what your interest is in finding such a book?
Giles Redferne: Our interest lies in stopping those who would see all good falter. It lies in stopping the powers of misrule from coming of age. It lies in finding that damned book, and thwarting a vile beast of a man who shall not rest until God himself is thrown down, and all of creation becomes Satan's black hell-besmeared farting hole.
Kassandra: You asked.
Dwight Ingalls: Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you.
Coach Harris: Fuck you too.
Dwight Ingalls: You can't talk to students like that.
Coach Harris: Fuck you! Now suit up.
Bill Roberts: There's gonna be one more killing here tonight.
Hughie Warriner: Don't you believe me?
Snyder: I did everything by the book, I followed my orders.
Dr. Diane Norris: Get my kit.
Beth: You can't walk... and you're getting worse.
Martin Brundle: I'm getting...better.