Hutch Mansell: Give me the goddamn kitty cat bracelet, motherfucker.
Baroness: Let me give you some advice. You can't care about anyone. Everyone else is an obstacle. You care about what an obstacle wants or feels, you're dead. If I cared about anyone or thing, I might have died like so many brilliant women with a drawer full of unseen genius and a heart full of sad bitterness. You have the talent for your own label. Whether you have the killer instinct is the big question.
Jacket Slogan: Live fast. Die clown.
Eloise: I know what you did.
Silver Haired Gentleman: I've done a lot of things, Eloise. You're gonna have to be more specific, luv.
Ilene Andrews: The myths are real. There was a war. And they're the last ones standing.
Tong: I too wish to join this fellowship of Druun buttkickery.
Steve Trevor: Tomorrow is never guaranteed. Only today. Right now. That's why we fight,, right?
Frank Rossi: You know why God made farts smell? So deaf people could enjoy them too.
Laurie Strode: I'm coming for you, Michael.
Tony: All my life, it's like I'm always just about to fall off the edge of the world's tallest building. I stopped falling the second I saw you.
Otto Octavius: Hello, Peter.
William Burke: Helen Lyle was out here looking for Candyman. You ask me, I'd say she found him.
Theodore Templeton: This is just like Bill Gates' rec room, only much smaller.
Lucinda Krementz: The kids did this, obliterated a thousand years of Republican authority in less than a fortnight. What do they want? Freedom. Full stop.
Max Mercer: Homebot, search good booby traps.
Homebot: I'm sorry, the parental controls of this system restrict the term "booby."
Max Mercer: Never mind.
Kate Dibiasky: We have exactly six months, ten days, two hours, 11 minutes and 41 seconds, until a comet twice the size of Chicxulub tears through our atmosphere and extincts all life on Earth.
Dr. Randall Mindy: When did you do those calculations?
Kate Dibiasky: I put the moment of impact on a diet app. So, impact is when my diet ends. Only I'm not on a diet. I'm just crying five times a day.
Jimmy Crystal: Hey, One last thing. Don't you ever do nothing to make me look bad! You got that?
Buster Moon: Oh, I will never let that happen, sir!
Jimmy Crystal: You better not or I'll throw you off the roof!
Jo: You cut me.
Dylan 'D' Forrester: I needed a scream.
Jo: What's wrong with you?