Johnny McFarley: Hey Peaches, want some ribs?
Dorothy Parker: I'll wear my heart on my sleeve like a wet, red stain.
Silas Crow: My name is Silas Crow. I'm 18-years-old. For a year, me and Frank Fencepost been trying to get into this mechanic school. First, they tell us we gotta write a story. Something about something we know. Well, for a long time I couldn't find one, I mean, lots of stuff goes on here, but I couldn't see it as stuff you'd write down.
Tony Hoyle: Let the law take these guys down. You know, sometimes the law works.
Paul Kersey: And sometimes it doesn't! These people, they steal, they murder, they destroy people's lives and they get away with it! They have alibis, money, lawyers, power. They have everything.
Simon: Reality is not what it used to be.
Francesco Dellamorte: I'd give my life to be dead.
Fiona: Why does he run from me?
Tadhg: Why do you chase him?
Tadhg: He's my little brother! He's lost out there.
Tadhg: He's not lost... he's just with another branch of the family.
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.
Paula: We shouldn't be watching this.
Jerry: Why not? I think she's beautiful.
Paula: Mmm-hmmm.
Jerry: You think I'm planning to abuse the doctor-patient relationship.
Paula: Are you?
Jerry: No. Just because I think she's beautiful doesn't mean I want to have sex with her. I mean, I think you're beautiful, but.
Paula: Thanks.
Jerry: No, wait. I didn't mean... I'm sorry.
Paula: It's ok, I'm a big girl.
Vera Johnson: People like you come and go, Carly. You mean just one less Christmas card to me.
Announcer: And now in his seventh All Star appearance, Isiah Thomas.
John Slade: The name's Slade.
Julian Rogers: Super. Here's an idea. Why don't you spell it out for me so I can get it right on your tombstone.
Vincent Eastman: We weren't a family. We were a corporation. With a kid.
Eva: EW! I am so not letting you eat lizards! From now on you are on a strict "no-yuck" diet.
Lt. Jake Stone: Don't ever throw a cat on me again.
Raphael: Oh no, he's turning into that opera guy again.
Maurice L. Pogue: It's so nice seeing all your faces here: John and Susan and Mary and Fred and Ethel, Little Ricky.
Frank Wheeler: Which brings us to... intercourse! Can I have a volunteer?
Rock Reilly: Get in the van!