Zucko: Come on, Vinny! Why do you always have to do things the hard way?
Vincent: It's more interesting.
Zucko: And a lot more painful.
Terry: It is what it is.
Vincent: "It is what it is"? Everyone's saying that now. You know what it means? You're screwed, and you shall remain screwed.
John Winger: C'mon, it's Czechoslovakia. We zip in, we pick 'em up, we zip right out again. We're not going to Moscow. It's Czechoslovakia. It's like going into Wisconsin.
Russell Ziskey: Well I got the shit kicked out of me in Wisconsin once. Forget it!
John Winger: We are Americans with a capital A, huh? You know what that means? Do you? That means that our forefathers were kicked out of every decent country in the world. We are the wretched refuge. We're the underdogs. We're the mutts.
Paul Shaffer: Bill.
Bill Murray: Paul.
Paul Shaffer: Yeah. Where we going?
Bill Murray: You haven't quit drinking yet, have you?
Paul Shaffer: Should I?
Bill Murray: Good man.
Elliott the Groom: Will you marry me?
The Bride: Yes.
Bill Murray: By the power invested in me by the Writers Guild of America, the Screen Actors Guild and the Directors Guild... I'm also on the wait list to the Teamsters Union... I now pronounce you two officially reengaged.
Jackie the Talent Agent: The Murricane skulking down the back stairs like some 25-dollar-an-hour Twin Cities hooker.
Bill Murray: Go away. I told you. I don't want a manager, especially you.
Bill Murray: You people are disgusting.
Chris Rock: I don't sing, Bill.
Bill Murray: Oh, you can sing, you're a rapper.
Chris Rock: I don't rap... do you know me!?
Bill Murray: S-Some.
Paul Shaffer: Bill, where we going?
Bill Murray: You haven't quit drinking yet, have you?
Paul Shaffer: Should I?
Bill Murray: ...Good man.
Bill Murray: This is so corny, but your eyes look like starlight right now.
Bob Wiley: Baby step to four o'clock. Baby step to four o'clock.
Dr. Leo Marvin: You understand, don't you? There's no other solution. You won't go away.
Bob Wiley: I will.
Dr. Leo Marvin: No, you won't. You're just saying you will! But then, after I don't kill you, you'll show up again. And you'll do something else to make everyone in my life think you are wonderful and I'm a schmuck. But I'm not a schmuck, Bob, and I'm not going to let you breeze into town and take my family away from me, just because you're crazy enough to be fun.
Bob Wiley: Isn't this a breakthrough, that I'm a sailor? I sail? I sail now?
Dr. Leo Marvin: Keep sailing, Bob.
Dr. Leo Marvin: You do understand, Bob, don't you? There's no other solution. You won't go away.
Bob Wiley: Oh, yes I will.
Bob Wiley: You ever hear of Tourette's syndrome? Involuntarily shouting profanity?
Dr. Leo Marvin: It's exceptionally rare.
Bob Wiley: Shit-eating son-of-a-bitch! Bastard, douche-bag, twat, numb-nuts, dickhead, bitch.
Dr. Leo Marvin: Why exactly are you doing this?
Bob Wiley: If I fake it, then I don't have it.
Bob Wiley: What if I'm looking for a bathroom, I can't find one, and my bladder explodes?
Siggy: I mean, my Dad just dropped me in the water, without warning me first. I mean, I nearly drowned! My whole life flashed before my eyes.
Bob Wiley: Wow, you're lucky you're only twelve.
Siggy: It was still grim.
