Quotes from John Travolta movies and TV shows - page 4 of 6

Mollie: Hey, slow down! The first stages of labor can take hours.
James: Yeah, so can the mid-town traffic.

James: Whoa! You really got your figure back, didn't you?
Mollie: This is not my figure.
James: Well then, you got Dolly Parton's figure back.

James: I think being a good father is keeping the mother happy so she doesn't drive the kids crazy.

James: She called me a big kid. Yeah. She's probably right, too. I mean, you're one year old and probably my best friend in the world.

James: You don't look so hot.
Mollie: Why don't you try squeezing something the size of a watermelon out of an opening the size of a lemon and see how hot you look?
James: Ouch! Guess I'd better call my mother more often.

Secretary: Is he yours?
James: Yeah, but they don't know who the real mother is yet.

Bobby Long: It's all right, I can walk to the curb from here. Get me a beer.

Bobby Long: We cannot tear out a single page of our lives, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.
Lawson Pines: George Sand.
Bobby Long: Now I thought that would be a hard one.

Lawson Pines: We die only once, and for such a long time.
Bobby Long: Molière.

Georgianna: So now what? Lorraine finally kick ya'll out?
Bobby Long: No... she never would. Besides, God wouldn't let that happen.
Lawson Pines: Really? And why not?
Bobby Long: Cause God knows me and I know God.

Lawson Pines: Damn girl, you woke up productive. Bobby, come see what Pursy did.
Bobby Long: I see what she didn't do. Leave.
Pursy Will: She ain't gonna leave.

Bobby Long: Now just exactly who is Plato and who is Socrates in this equation? Cause fuck, I'll just stay out.
Lawson Pines: You are Socrates, of course. You are the teacher.
Bobby Long: Goddamn right I am.
Pursy Will: I wish you'd all just shut up. Cause if it's gonna be like this, I ain't learning nothing.
Bobby Long: Girl, your English is fucking atrocious.

Bobby Long: Think she'll come right home?
Lawson Pines: Where else would a teenage girl go but straight home to her endlessly entertaining middle-age room mates?

Bobby Long: Happiness makes up in height, what it lacks in length.

Michael: You know, I invented marriage.
Pansy Milbank: Oh really?
Michael: Yep. All these people were milling around, trying to get together, everything was in chaos so I told 'em, "Have a ceremony."

Michael: Whatever they say, you can never have too much of earth.

Michael: I'm not that kind of angel.

Michael: Money Changers.

Michael: Remember what John and Paul said.
Frank Quinlan: The apostles?
Michael: No, the Beatles. All you need is love.

Huey Driscoll: Can I just pull on your wings to see how they're attached?
Michael: Why don't you pull on your pecker to see how it's attached?
Pansy Milbank: Hey. Language.
Frank Quinlan: An angel that says "pecker."
Pansy Milbank: Language.