Bubble Boy (2001)

Slim: What are you, some kind of Astronaut?
Jimmy: No, I'm some kind of bubble boy.

Jimmy: Supper time was the best! Nothing could beat Mom's homemade, vitamin-rich, soy-based, germ-free, fat-free fiber cookies.

Jimmy: I'd rather spend one minute holding you than the rest of my life knowing that I never could.

Mrs. Livingston: ...and the prince climbed up Rapunzel's hair to the top of the tower and said, "Come with me, and we'll live happily ever after." Then Rapunzel left her plastic bubble and died. The end.

Jimmy: I'm Jimmy.
Chloe: I'm Chloe.
Jimmy: Chloe! The whore next door.
Chloe: What? Where did you hear that?
Jimmy: My Mom, she teaches me everything.
Chloe: Well, really, she got it wrong. I'm actually more of a bitch than a whore.
Jimmy: A bitch. Oh yeah, a bitch. Absolutely a bitch.

Mr. Livingston: Kind of makes you wonder... What would have happened if Neil Armstrong had gone all the way to the moon and then never stepped on the surface?

Mr. Livingston: Tell him.
Mrs. Livingston: What are you talking about, tell him what.
Mr. Livingston: He's not dead. Your not dead, Jimmy.
Mrs. Livingston: He's lying, Jimmy.
Mr. Livingston: Tell him, tell him everything.
Mrs. Livingston: You're not dead, Jimmy.
Jimmy: Open his eyes: I'm not?

Slim: Don't live in regret, ese.

Mrs. Livingston: And then Pinocchio came out of his plastic bubble and touched the filthy little whore next door and died. The End.

Lorraine: Back off, bitch, he's the messiah.

Mrs. Livingston: Well, you'll certainly be in my prayers tonight. And I'll be praying you get nut cancer.

Chloe: I should go. How about tomorrow?
Jimmy: Oh jeez, I don't know. I don't know bitch, I got a lot to do.