Cheerleader #1: So how does it feel being in drama Cassi?
Cassidy Spilker: Uh, such a bitch.
Ryan Shoos: Uh what?
Cassidy Spilker: What? If I had of known there was going to be so much actual drama involved I wouldn't have picked it.
Eilis: I wish that I could stop feeling that I want to be an Irish girl in Ireland.
Father Flood: Homesickness is like most sicknesses. It will pass.
Jupiter Jones: Yeah, because a dream is the only way any of this make sense.
Caine Wise: Compared to what? The idea that you're the only intelligent species, on the only inhabitable planet, in a universe so full of planets that you don't even have a number to describe how many there are.
Victor Von Frankenstein: Life is temporary, why should death be any different.
Dr. Brooke Powell: Why do you do that?
Carrigan Burke: What?
Dr. Brooke Powell: You tell your old war stories and you make yourself sound like an old man.
Carrigan Burke: Comes with the territory. We age in dog years.
Sheriff Kretzer: Boys I know you can hear me. You are in a whole lot of trouble.
Rufus: Sorry, you can't park here.
Miss Shepherd: No, I've had guidance. This is where it should go.
Rufus: Guidance? Who from?
Miss Shepherd: The Virgin Mary. I spoke to her yesterday. She was outside the post office.
Nick: You look like Gandalf the Poor.
Augie: It's the zombie apocalypse! Come on, we're scouts! We're trained for this.
Rome: I've got a little treat for y'all tonight. It's the man I knew as White Chocolate. Some might know him as Magic Mike. We gonna see if he still got some magic in that Mike. You down for a little fun tonight? Have a seat. Mike?
Mike: Come on, let's not do this.
Michael Stone: Sometimes there's no lesson. That's a lesson in itself.
Frank: That's not Zoe in there.
Teddy McSwiney: I reckon you came home for one of 2 things, revenge or... me.
Benji Dunn: Let me guess. Presumed dead?
Ethan Hunt: Well tonight, I just made it official.
Dennis: I wouldn't mind shagging your leg right now.
Neil Clarke: I thought I turned you into a rational thinking creature.
Dennis: Rational thinking creature still have desires.
Neil Clarke: We'll soon deal with that.
Dennis: No! Don't take my desires away from me.
Neil Clarke: Why not?
Dennis: They wouldn't make my life worth living! Biscuits, shagging.
Michael Finkel: It's not easy to relate to someone accused of four murders, but everybody understands a child needing a toy.
Burt Gummer: That's right. Fly right into my crosshairs, you fire-farting son of a bitch.