Agent Zoil: Motherfucking, titty-sucking two-balled bitch!
Jerry: You bit off more then you can chew.
Ed: It's too late, man. I told people what you are. You've been made.
Jerry: And you think anyone's actually going to believe you?
Ed: No, No. Don't play that crap. Don't play that mind shit with me. I'm serious. Try me.
Jerry: Okay. You said you're glad you're different.
Ed: Get back!
Jerry: How can you be in a place like this? These people. Even your best friend did nothing to help.
Ed: No.
Jerry: You were born for this and you know it. It's a gift.
[Jerry bites Ed.]
Puss in Boots: Fear me, if you dare!
Neil Sutherland: I stopped believing in god when I realised it was just dog spelt backwards.
Katherine: I'm just happy to hear that his thing-a-ding can still ring-a-ding.
Grace: I finally meet a guy who likes me for me. And I'm not even me.
Susan Warner: I feel like I'm your Deep Throat. Have you seen that movie?
Ronny Valentine: All the President's Men?
Susan Warner: No, Deep Throat.
Pest: Does that look like a dog? No, it isn't a dog!
Finn McMissile: My apologies, I haven't properly introduced myself. Finn McMissile, British intelligence.
Mater: Tow Mater, average intelligence.
Benjamin Mee: You seem really calm.
Peter MacCready: Ah.
Benjamin Mee: Have you been drinking?
Peter MacCready: All night long.
Benjamin Mee: Thanks for that.
Peter MacCready: Anytime.
Mrs. Watson: Life is like a disco, no matter how the music changes, you just keep on dancing.
Po: Ah. My old enemy... Stairs.