Olaf: I can't feel my legs! I can't feel my legs!
Kristoff: Those are my legs.
Caproni: Airplanes are beautiful dreams, engineers turn dreams into reality.
Mel Richmond: You must be from the show, right?
Fred: Yeah, we're contestants.
Mel Richmond: Right. Well, uh, good luck to you. You make a cute couple.
Daphne: We're not a cute couple! I mean, heh, we're not a couple... So we can't be a cute one, although we would be if we were. Which we're not. I mean, it's not like we don't like each other, we just don't "like" like each other. It's just not likely. Right, Fred? Or do we? We don't right? Do we? Why are we talking about this so much? Can we just, change the subject now, please? This is none of your business!
Mub: What's going on, baby girl?
Mary Katherine: Talking snails.
Mub: Actually, he's a snail. I'm a sluuuug. No shell over here, baby. It just slows me down.
Gary Supernova: Nothing says 'peace' like a giant gun, huh?
Ezekiel Stane: I am the wind.
Mike Wazowski: You don't think I'm scary.
Sulley: You're not even in the same league with me.
Heraclio: Fine! If you won't join my army, you will face it.
Patchi: That's right, Tiny Arms.
Alex: Seriously, what's up with those little, baby hands? I mean, look at him he's so cute! I'm sorry, seriously, I mean, what's up with that?