Sonny Black: You know what we do when we find that rat, right, Lefty?
Lefty: 'Could be I found him already.
Andy McDermott: Great. Come to Paris and check out les drains.
Susan Tyler: When I increased the Judas' metabolism, I must have sped up its breeding cycle. I mean, we're talking tens, hundreds of thousands of generations, who knows how many mutations.
Peter Mann: I don't get it, I just don't fucking get this. How could the Judas evolve into this?
Susan Tyler: Think generations, not years, okay. It took only 40,000 generations for apes to turn into humans.
Peter Mann: So?
Susan Tyler: We changed its DNA, Peter! I mean, we don't know what we did.
Ellen: What happened?
Det. Duvall: Burglery... She lost a lot of jewelry. Not to mention the house trashed, the cat eviscerated.
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.
Katherine: Oh my god.
Martin Bells: This just doesn't happen! This is not happening! Cray, why are you doing this? What the hell are you doing?
Inspector Thomas Cray: Stop asking for the "how" and "why" Martin.
Johnny Rico: Who are these kids?
Ace Levy: We got reinforced. Most of them are fresh out of boot.
Johnny Rico: We're the old men, Ace.
Alex Shaw: I gotta get my girl.
Clown: In the name of the people and things of Hell, I dub thee... Spawn, general of Hell's armies. Arise, Your Crispness! Arise, Duke of Deep-Fried! Sultan of Sizzling! Emir of Ooey-Gooey.
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.
Nuria: Do you believe in god?
Jimmy Dell: I'm a problem solver, with a heart of gold.
Yaz: What's wrong with my clothes?
Jack Quinn: You look like a carrot with earrings.
Mr. Eddy: You and me, mister... We can really out-ugly them sum'bitches... Can't we?
Liquor Store Manager: I said you'll have to leave or we'll call the police.
Kyle: Oh, relax okay?
Liquor Store Manager: That's it Barney, call the police.
Eric: Yeah, Barney cause you got first big guy? Hey ah, do you like this? Points to the bottle of wine.
Liquor Store Manager: Put the bottle back, sir.
Wendy Torrance: Well, at least you got plenty to eat in there, Jack.
Mima Kirigoe: What? This isn't true! I didn't write this.
Mima's Ghost: Of course you didn't. The real Mima is writing this.
Gordon LaRiviere: That's what I love about this small town. Everyone knows everyone.