Maura Ramirez: You started smoking again?
Annibal Ramirez: Yeah. I'll be doing heroin soon.
John Henry Irons: I never could make the free-throws.
Misato Katsuragi: Shinji, this is your home now.
Curtis Freley: Everyone who plays the game understands the rules.
Ed Lautner: Uh excuse me, do you mind if we drop you off on the freeway, we're in kind of a hurry?
Dexter 'Dex' Strang: Whatever.
The Voice: When we are all criminals, who is free?
Justin: Good thing you don't need a license to drive a Zord.
Sister Ann: Who are you?
The Runaway: A tool.
Martha Cable: The disadvantage of knowing a man all his life is a woman never expects him to change.
Martha Cable: And when he does, it rattles her.
San, The Princess Mononoke: Ugh, I smell like a human.
Zack: Relax, mister. I've seen worse faces at the coroner's.
Spawn: Thanks, kid. That makes me feel much better.
Yaz: What's wrong with my clothes?
Jack Quinn: You look like a carrot with earrings.
Lt. Aldo Hines: Here's who you're dealing with: male Caucasian, 35, well educated, raised by his aunt who mysteriously disappeared when he was 16, has raped and strangled five women, escaped when being transported to San Quentin.
Lizzie: I know karate.
Ace Levy: Don't worry, you still got me to kick around.
Sergeant James Dunn: You live alone?
Dr. Victoria Constantini: No, I, I have a boyfriend. He's a cop.
Sergeant James Dunn: You don't have a boyfriend.
Dr. Victoria Constantini: How do you know?
Sergeant James Dunn: There's five empty buckets of Häagen-Dazs in your trash, your legs are stubbly and your hair color needs a touch-up.
Toby Wong: Back to plan A.
Malik Brody: What's plan A?
Toby Wong: Don't get shot.
Malik Brody: Good plan.
