Russell Kramer: When this is over, promise me we'll come back and look for my balls.
Larry Flynt: I oughta move somewhere, where perverts are welcome.
Andy: Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll, hey ladies?
Vera: Aye, but we can do without the drugs and rock 'n' roll.
Agent Paul: You do know it is a federal offense to destroy a United States Post Office?
Paul: What kind of future can she have with this guy, he cuts meat.
Tommy: You plow snow.
Kev: Hey, at least meat you can eat.