Fumio Funakoshi: What style is that?
Chen Zhen: Don't ask! if it works, it's a good one.
Robert Benchley: You'd have to wear out a pretty large hole in your pocket to lose me, Mrs. Parker.
Vera Johnson: People like you come and go, Carly. You mean just one less Christmas card to me.
Ludwig van Beethoven: It is the power of music to carry one directly into the mental state of the composer.
Kitty Potter: This is fucking fruitcake time. I mean - is that fashion, is it? I mean is there a message out there? I mean you got lot of naked people wandering around here.
Bela Lugosi: I refuse to drive in this country. Too many madmen.
Lestat: It's so easy you almost feel sorry for them. You'll get used to killing. Just forget about that mortal coil. You'll become accustomed to it, all too quickly.
Vincent Eastman: We weren't a family. We were a corporation. With a kid.
Jack Barry: Eleven points will bring you to 21 and you will be our new champion! Because of a disagreement with his commanding general, Ulysses S. Grant was virtually placed under arrest for a brief time early in 1862. Who was the commanding general of the Union army at that time? Tough question.
Charles Van Doren: Just so oddly familiar.
Doug Chesnic: Don't you see? If he is involved, then her life is worthless, you understand? They had to fucking kill her.
Billy: I stole cars at school. Take them over at break. Leave it parked outside the gates and at the end of the day I was the only kid to drive home. I was a fucking hero.
Molly: My daddy doesn't think she's in heaven.
Corrina Washington: Well, that's probably just because your daddy is so jealous of the angels. He's so jealous, he can't even stand to think about those angels who get to play with your mommy all day long. And he's hurting just like you're hurting, and you're going to hurt for a long time. Every day it'll get a little better, but you'll always miss your mommy, and that's okay.
John Lennon: We're gonna be big Stu, we're gonna be too big for Liverpool, we're gonna be too big for Hamburg, we're gonna be too big for our own bloody good.
Red Bean's Mother: You ate my chicken ass, now I'm going to eat your ass.