Otis: Huntin' humans ain't nothin' but nothin'. They all run like scared little rabbits. Run, rabbit, run. Run, rabbit. Run, rabbit. Run rabbit. Run, rabbit, run! RUN, rabbit, RUN.
Captain Spaulding: Howdy Folks! You like blood? Violence? Freaks of nature? Well then, come on down to Captain Spaulding's Museum of Monsters and Mad-Men. See the Alligator Boy, ride my famous Murder Ride. Most of all, don't forget to take home some of my tasty fried chicken! Ha ha! It just tastes so damn good.
Baby: Give me a "B", give me an "A", give me a "B" give me a "Y", What's that spell? What's that spell? WHAT'S that spell?
Baby: So, how much we owe you, Goober?
Gerry Ober: Oh, that's supposed to be G. Ober, for Gerry Ober, but Karl went and put an extra "o", made it Goober. Fucking asshole.
Baby: Great story, Goober. How much we owe you?
Gerry Ober: Well, the damage is pretty severe... $185.
Baby: That ain't gonna break my bank, hon. Here, keep the change. Go buy yourself a new name... Goober.
Killer Karl: That is it! I'm gonna count to ten and you're gonna hand over all the cash, or I'm gonna splatter your grease paint mug across the state line! One.
Captain Spaulding: Fuck yo mama.
Killer Karl: Two.
Captain Spaulding: Fuck yo sister.
Killer Karl: Three.
Captain Spaulding: Fuck yo grandma.
Dr. Wolfenstein: Ahahahha! The doctor is in! It's your ghost host, with the most! It's Dr. Wolfenstein.
Baby: Whatever you need to do, you do it. There is no wrong. If someone needs to be killed, you kill 'em. That's the way.
Baby: Hey, Poopy-pants. What's new?
Grandpa Hugo: What are you, Jimmy Olsen, cub reporter for the Daily Asshole?
Otis: Better you leave here with your head still full of kitty cats and puppy dogs.
Baby: These are all my dolls. I used to like to chop their heads off and their arms and stick 'em up on the wall.
Grandpa Hugo: I hate fucked up families.
Captain Spaulding: You miserable motherfucker, I ought to leap over this counter and bash your fuckin' balls in.
Killer Karl: All right, Tippy! Hand over the cash box, and I might leave your brains inside your skull.
Captain Spaulding: Well, I'll tell you what, Ski King. Why don't you just take your Mama home some chicken and then I won't have to stuff my boot all up in your ass.
Killer Karl: I don't like chicken! And I hate clowns.
Baby: You gotta have the marshmallows, that's what makes it fun.
Skunk Ape Husband: I don't know where that Skunk Ape sleeps, but I do know that he had impure relations with my wife.
Skunk Ape Wife: That is true, he committed lewd acts upon me and my person.
Skunk Ape Husband: When I find him, I'm gonna kill that Skunk Ape.
Jerry Goldsmith: Wakey, wakey, eggs and bakey.