Amy Myer: We could stage a fight or something. That way they won't be shocked when they find out we didn't last.
Peter Connor: Who says we won't.
Larry Gigli: My name is pronounced 'Gee-Lee'. It rhymes with 'Really'.
Mrs. Carver: So, what are your plans for after the wedding?
Mordechai Jefferson Carver: Kill you.
Professor Harold Hill: You pile up enough tomorrows, and you'll find you've collected a lot of empty yesterdays.
Alexa: I tried my hardest to keep y'all apart, you just kept gettin' back together... and I'm the queen of connivin'.
Amanda: Am I late?
Jerry Falk: Not if we go by Rocky Mountain time.
Harley: I'm a corpse burrito, dude.
Angela Harris: Is that a fanny pack?
Steve Tobias: It's cute, isn't it?
Angela Harris: It's adorable.
Snakehead: Treat him like a prince.
Mrs. Connelly: I couldn't help noticing that Alex left the house this morning while you stayed home.
Nancy Kendricks: I was downsized from my job.
Mrs. Connelly: Oh, I'm sorry, but I'm sure it's for the best. Let Mr. Rose get out there and bring home the bacon. I always thought it was strange your husband staying home while you were out there providing.
Nancy Kendricks: Well, he's a writer.
Mrs. Connelly: Writer? The man naps more than a newborn pup. What's he writing about? Sheep?
Katherine Watson: You can confirm to what other people expect of you, or.
Betty Warren: I know. Be ourselves.
Dickie Roberts: May I help you? Was I being too loud in my treeehouse?
DJ Drake: Have you seen those "Mummy" movies? I'm in them more than Brendan Fraser is!
Angela Arden: I'm in no mood for your patented brand of bitchery, missy.