Miss Clavel: You're giving me a gray hair.
Madeline: Could I see?
Miss Clavel: No.
Major Chip Hazard: If it lacerates or detonates, I want it mobile and I want it lethal.
Cisco: That mother fucker loaded...he got piles of cash just layin' around the crib.
Wine Colored Tuxedo: I said there are no seats left sir, at any price.
Dr. Gonzo: Fuck seats! We're friends of Debbie's. I used to romp with her.
Victor Bukowski: Even if I could pretend that you never left me... I couldn't pretend that I don't love her.
The Narrator: Something broke through the terror - flickerings, fragments of his short life, the random events that delivered him to this, his moment of annihilation. As terror gave way to exhaustion, Babe turned to his attacker, his eyes filled with one simple question: Why?
Sally Owens: Louis L'amour, who, by the way, was not a foreigner! He was from North Dakota, you asshole.
Meredith: Wow.
Trent: Yeah I know, the flowers are a little much, but I'm late. But only because I had second thoughts about the flowers and threw them away halfway down the block. Then had third thoughts and went back and got them.
Daphne Blake: What I need is a real, live ghost.
Velma Dinkley: That's an oxymoron, Daph.
Matko Destanov: The Bulgarians always say: "Brother, if you can't solve a problem with money... solve it with a lot of money."
Gov. Jack Stanton: I'm going to tell you something really outrageous. I'm going to tell you the truth.
Thomas Builds-the-Fire: Your father saved my life.
Victor Joseph: Thomas you don't even know my father. Did you know that my father was the one that set your parent's house on fire? Did you know that my father beat my mother? Did you know that my father beat me too?
Thomas Builds-the-Fire: All I know is that when your father left your mother lost you too.
Victor Joseph: Thomas I wish that fire had killed you.
Thomas Builds-the-Fire: Victor look OUT.
Morgan's hitman: You've got two choices. Give us the disk and jump off.
Morgan's Hitman: Or number two, we take the disk and throw you off.
Who Am I?: I like the third choice: I keep the disk, and I throw you both off.
Suzie: No little bitch could ever make me cum.
Joe Cooper: If you want unanimous consent, you're gonna have to get it from one of the other owners.
Mari Hoff: Ah, your not the famous phone bill, are ya?
Ryan Harrison: Don't move. I've got a gun. Not here, but I got one.
Stevenson Lowe: So what went wrong?
Lily Marlowe: Well, Max has his faults. There were many women to whom he was not, shall we say, indifferent.
Stevenson Lowe: But you knew that, I mean, you knew that.
Lily Marlowe: I thought it would pass. I think it's a sad loss that men have such an aptitude for love coupled with such an inability for managing it properly.
Bill: What Ronald Farber doesn't know is that it's not length that matters, it's width.
Pepper Gianini: All right all right! But we didn't actually sleep.