Elizabeth Halsey: Well, that's my spiel, as the Jews say.
Po: Ah. My old enemy... Stairs.
Madea: Sit down you black leprechaun looking like you're out of a damn box of chocolate, lucky charms.
Dwayne: Sometimes fate pulls out its big ol' cock and slaps you right in the face.
Cecil Wilson: Well, this is obviously the panic room.
Rebecca Wilson: Why?
Cecil Wilson: 'Cause it's a room, and I'm panicking.
Johnny English: You mean there's a mole AND a vole?
Kate Reddy: I love being a mother of a two-year old. It is like being a movie star in a world without critics.
Jake Adams: Well if I wasn't your first, at least I can be your last.
Ally Darling: Why? Are you going to rape and kill me?
Fozzie Bear: Wow, that was such an expensive looking explosion! I can't believe we had that in the budget.
Steve: This is Germany, Father. They drive on the right. National dish: sausage.
Matt King: Paradise? Paradise can go fuck itself.
Stan Harris: Nothing beats New York on New Years Eve.
Dean Ziegler: There's a separation between religion and insurance. It's in the constitution.
Townsperson: Well, I know the Bible says Jesus turned water into wine, but it didn't say liquor store wine. It had to have been non-alcoholic wine, because it didn't have time to ferment.
