Tuptim: If love were a choice, who would choose such exquisite pain?
Homer Wells: They wanted a girl, Curly.
Curly: Nobody ever wants me.
Homer Wells: Oh, hey. Hey, come on. Come here. You know, you're one of the best, Curly, and we wouldn't let just anyone take you.
Curly: Dr. Larch wouldn't let just anyone take any of us.
Homer Wells: Well, that's true.
Curly: Nobody's asked for me, have they?
Homer Wells: Nobody special enough, Curly.
Curly: You mean somebody has?
Homer Wells: Only the right people can have you. Now what do you say we go unpack your suitcase?
Wayne Wayne Wayne Jr.: The Light is green.
Stephie: You just stay the fuck away from B.
Bottom the Weaver: Since lion vile hath here deflowered my dear.
Peter Quince: Devoured.
Gustave: I'll never forgive you, you know.
Valerie: For what?
Gustave: For marrying him instead of me.
Daniel McMann: Look at the buses, watch 'em.
Carla Tate: Why, what are they gonna do?
Daniel McMann: They pull in, and then they pull out, and they turn, and they back up.
Stevie: You didn't miss... You hit everything.
László: Everyone would like it all: something for the body, something for the soul. Something that fills you up, something that makes you hungry.
Michael Felgate: Well at least tell me what his restaurant is called, then I can sneak in, in a beard or something.
Gina Vitale: It's called The La Trattoria.
Michael Felgate: You mean La Trattoria.
Gina Vitale: No.
Michael Felgate: The La Trattoria means The The Trattoria.
Gina Vitale: I know.
Michael Felgate: Interesting. Look I have to go to the La Bathroom, and I'll be back in a sec.
Dylan: I found him down by the pier.
Lila: Oh you bad dog! I should spank you.
Dylan: Ooh, hey, I was down by the pier too.
Ben Kurtzman: You don't walk out on Sinatra, sir.
Johnny: I've never felt this way before.
Helen: Of course not. You're twenty.
Joel: What about foreplay?
Mary: No! Foreplay is for sissies! Real men go in, unload and pull out.
Edmund Bertram: Surely you and I are beyond speaking when words are not enough.
Oscar Novak: ...she has an ass so sexy, I struggle to understand it.
Detective McBain: I think I made the age-old mistake: Never trust a beautiful woman.
Vinny: You fuckin' make me sick, you fuckin' slut.
Dionna: I am a slut? You're calling me a slut? You lowlife piece of fuckin' shit - you fucked - my - cousin! You didn't think I knew about that! I smelled her pussy juice all over your fuckin' face! You fuckin' sick bastard! How dare you? And all this time I'm thinking there's something wrong with me! You perverted sick fuck.
Nels Gudmundsson: Accident rules every corner of the universe... except perhaps the chambers of the human heart.