Olive Snook: Yesterday, a farrier named Lucas Shoemaker was found dead. Trampled.
Emerson Cod: Why should I care about a dude that sells fur coats?
Olive Snook: Not a furrier, a farrier. Heir.
Emerson Cod: Fair-rier?
Olive Snook: It's a blacksmith. Puts shoes on horses.
Emerson Cod: Don't try to act like that's a word everybody knows.
Jemaine: It doesn't matter what country someone's from, or what they look like, or the colour of their skin. It doesn't matter what they smell like, or that they spell words slightly differently-some would say, more correctly. I'm a person. Bret's a person. You're a person. That person over there is a person. And each person deserves to be treated like a person.
Thug: So... I'm... I think I want it in missionary? I think? Well.
Belle: Are you nervous?
Belle: Don't be. Spit it out your desires. Be free. I'm all yours tonight. Do me what you want.
Thug: Allright. I want to fuck you with my cock until you cum. I wanna put a dynamite to your pussy and make you explode with orgasm! I wanna fuck you from behind and eat your shit! I want you to suck my coc.
Belle: OK! I got it! Well... How about we start from the fucking me from behind?
Henry Foss: All access pass to Spookville. Comes with a free lunch and a decoder ring.
Dr. Naomi Bennett: I wish I was a little bit more like you.
Dr. Addison Montgomery: What an adulterous bitch who forgot to have kids?
Chris Miles: Last night man, cool. Total blast. Everything you could ever want from an evening. Songs, choir girls, colourful costumes, fellatio... rabbits.