Grandpa: A real loser is someone who's so afraid of not winning he doesn't even try.
Garfield: It's good to be king.
Joe: What happened to the blowtorch, Plug?
Plug: My dad just laughed at me.
Steve-O: All right cast me out, goddammit.
Dakin: What happened with Hector? On the bike?
Scripps: As per. Except I managed to get my bag down. I think he thought he'd got me going. In fact it was my Tudor Economic Documents, Volume 2.
[Finds Barbie at a yard sale.]
Borat: Is this the owner of the house? Did you shrink her? Please Gypsy lady don't shrink me, I just want your tears.
Toad: You wretched vermin! I'll make you pay for this.
Le Frog: Ah, give it a rest, cousin... and get your kids a puppy.
Open Mic Host: We've got one spot left. You guys got any new material?
JB: What we got's gonna turn your brain into shit.
Tia Hall: Honey, the girls are having a great time showing everybody the lights. I pray to God that's the only thing they're showing.
Pipp Everett: Provost, he has knocked that woman out with his schlong!
Woody: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and... temperate. Rough winds... blah blah blah... There's something in there I can't remember. And, uh... yadda yadda yadda. I'm sorry, I... I'm no Shakespeare. My guess, Romeo wasn't much of a quarterback either, right?
Aqua: When do I get to see the "Sagrada Familia"?
Chanel: When you learn how to pronounce it right.
John Lyshitski: Under all the swastikas, he's a real prick.
Gray: I love natural disasters. I want people to die in them. I am genuinely disappointed when the death toll is low.
Courtney Callum: I am not happy right now.
Stephen: People know the truth, they may not like it, or want to know it, but-, but they always know.
Stephen: Lie and you will lose her.
Marnie Piper: They could cast another spell on Dylan, even as we speak.
Ethan Dalloway: And what? Make him do more math? He loves math.