David Patrick: We stopped off for ice cream.
Winston: When the fuck did we get ice cream?
Mike Ditka: Coffee is the lifeblood that fuels the dreams of champions.
Lindsey Meeks: You don't see us tangled up in the sheets with the Eiffel Tower in the background. You see the Mariners are coming in, and Pedro's pitching Friday.
Ben: No, on Saturday. Schilling's Friday.
Maggie Peyton: What's really your problem with me racing?
Ray Peyton Sr.: 'Cause you're the spittin' image of your mom... and... I can't lose her twice.
Walt: Oh my god, he is deranged!
Jim Braddock: I have to believe that when things are bad I can change them.
Morris Buttermaker: Is that a baggy full of bacon?
Mike Engelberg: I'm on Atkins.
Ted Ray: Morning, Harry. Dreadful English weather.
Harry Vardon: How'd you sleep?
Ted Ray: Like a baby. Woke up every two hours and cried.
Skip: Yeah, this is Skip Engblom and the Zephyr Skateboard Team. Here's our entry fees. Now where's our trophies?
Reggie: I see buckets of dead relatives! Extra crispy! Extra crispy.
Mike McCormick: Can you fish out of this boat.
Harry Volpi: Caught more fish than John the Baptist?
Mike McCormick: Who's John the Baptist?
Harry Volpi: Something tells me this kid spends a little too much time at the boat garage.
Tina Harwood: Look, I'm sorry, but when the CIA wants to learn new dirty tricks they observe figure skaters and their moms.
Mac McKing: You're a fart-sniffing, road-apple-chewing, scab-licking female dog.
Singleton: Well, you.
Mac McKing: I ain't done yet! You're ugly, your mama dresses you funny, you stink like toe fungus and you ride the short school bus.
Glen Foy: Welcome to the toon.
Santiago Munez: What's the toon?
Glen Foy: It's where the Geordies live.
Santiago Munez: What's a Geordie?
Glen Foy: Someone who lives in the toon.
Coach Ken Carter: L came to coach basketball players, and you became students. L came to teach boys, and you became men.
Prince Sadir: Cale, you look me in the eye and you tell me that you think that your horse has a chance at beating my brother's horse.
Cale Crane: My horse will beat every horse that shows up.
Wendy: Why won't you let him run?
Warren: Hey he's too old and his bike's too old.
Ali: Well I hear he's come halfway around the world to ride that cycle.
Wendy: Yeah, c'mon.
Warren: Wendy, if he was to kill himself.
Wendy: So! It's his life.
Walter Abrams: I will match my dysfunctional childhood and Tony's against yours, any day of the week.
Walter Abrams: My father, five foot, arms like this... he had a cock like a Hebrew National.
Walter Abrams: I even looked at him the wrong way... he smacked across the room like Jake LaMotta.
Walter Abrams: By the time I was five, he yelled at me so much, I thought my name was Asshole.
Hollywood Henderson: Katelin.
Katelin Kingsford: Et tu, Hollywood?