Narrator: Eddie Thomas and Gwen Harrison: America's Sweethearts.
Ash: Is this what you wanted? For this you abandoned us all? To spend the rest of your life as a hollow shell in a hospital bed, staring at nothing?
Murphy: How can you be so sure? Do I look like a hollow shell? Do I? Reality is only what we tell ourselves it is! That's all! I choose this one. I prefer this reality.
Corelli: The other night when you were dancing the way you were moving the turn of your head. I thought I could watch you forever.
Pelagia: You think you can come here and turn my whole world upside down?
Lance Barton: I got roaches. Who here got roaches?
Man in Audience: Everybody got roaches, man. It's Harlem.
Archie: Uh-oh! Uh-oh.
Dr. Dolittle: Uh-oh, what? What's the problem?
Archie: Ice cream is acting up.
Dr. Dolittle: What ice cream?
Archie: I got depressed after Sonny and Ava, and I went on a bender. And by the second gallon, I realised I'm in love with Ava and this ice cream called "Cherry Garcia."
Gord Brody: Look, Daddy, I'm a farmer.
Les: Du Jour means seat belts. Du Jour means crash positions.
Randy: There's the ten-thousand dollars... well, aren't you gonna count it?
Mr. Burmeister: Nah.
Randy: You trust me?
Mr. Burmeister: No, but I kill people.
Neighbor: Hey, shutup down there.
Gordon: I'm covered in ca-ca.
Mary: Oh my God, you castrated him.
Uncle Jack: If he's cursing on TV, then, he's tight.
Carlos: You're crazy.
Nicole: ...and you're beautiful.
Emil Slovak: I can kill you - I'm insane.
Tenley: You're thinking about kissing me, aren't you?
Ryan: No.
Tenley: Well, now that I've said that, you're thinking about it.
Ryan: No, I'm thinking that's what you're thinking.
Tenley: No, I'm thinking that I could swim the length and back underwater.
Ryan: Five bucks says you can't.
Tenley: You got it.
Roxana: And remember, turn on the headlights.
Kelly: Are you crying?
Berke Landers: No, you're squeezing my puncture wound.
Freddie Tiffany: Man, you really are from the projects. You didn't hit a damn thing.
Febre the Man in Black: What if I absolutely must kill someone?
Cardinal Richelieu: Well, if you must, you must.
