Howie Rottman: I'd like to dip you in Cheez Wiz and spread you all over a Ritz cracker, if I'm not being too subtle.
Charlene Morton: Boy, you some kinda freaky.
Howie Rottman: Oh, you have no idea. You got me straight trippin', boo.
Ashley: Compliments of Tae-Bo: 2 hours a day 5 days a week.
Charlene Morton: Compliments of the hood: 24 hours a day all my life.
Peter Sanderson: I message for you. Howie says, 'The cool points out the window and you got him all twisted up in the game.'.
Charlene Morton: That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me.
Charlene Morton: Pretend I'm your wife. Talk dirty to me.
Peter Sanderson: Um, okay... I wanna kiss you A LOT.
Charlene Morton: No no no! Dirtier.
Peter Sanderson: I wanna give you - an aromatherapy massage.
Charlene Morton: Try harder.
Peter Sanderson: I wanna have sexual intercourse with.
Charlene Morton: I give up.
Susan Warner: I feel like I'm your Deep Throat. Have you seen that movie?
Ronny Valentine: All the President's Men?
Susan Warner: No, Deep Throat.
Motormouth Maybelle: [to Seaweed and Penny.] Oh, so this is love? [She pauses and then smiles.] Well, love is a gift, a lot of people don't remember that. So, you two better brace yourselves for a whole lotta ugly comin' at you from a neverending parade of stupid.
Penny Pingleton: [Totally serious.] So, you've met my mom?
Gastornis bird chicks: When you drink water through your trunk, does it taste like boogers?
Ellie: Uh no... Well... Sometimes, Now let's move!
Vi Rose Hill: Quit it with those nails, Edward Scissorhands.
G.G. Sparrow: Well, I am who I am.
Vi Rose Hill: Well, maybe you were... five procedures ago.
Vi Rose Hill: I am an incandescent, board certified, supermodel baby.
Georgia Byrd: I didn't come here to make an impression on anybody, I just came here to blow every last cent I had.
Gunther: You were misdiagnosed by a faulty dog scan, you don't have Lampington's, you're going to live.
Georgia Byrd: I'm not going to die?
Gunther: No.
Georgia Byrd: I'm going to live?
Gunther: Yes.
Georgia Byrd: I'm gonna live! Everybody, I'm gonna live.
Gunther: Please don't die, Miss Byrd, I read your note.
Georgia Byrd: You went through my stuff?
Gunther: Oh yeah, I go through everyone's stuff, I apologize.
Georgia Byrd: You wait and you wait for somethin' big to happen... and then you find out you gon' die.
Georgia Byrd: What you gon' do in Nashville?
Tanya: Girl, I am finally gon' be a country-western singer.
Georgia Byrd: Tanya, ain't no such thing as a black country-western singer.
Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: I know you out of money by now, Cleo. Now what you going to do?
Cleo: Rob another goddamn bank! What the fuck is ya'll thinkin?
Cleo: Shit, we're ain't robbing stagecoaches, man! We need something to set it off with.
Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: The only way we gonna see cash is if we take a bank.
Cleo: Now see I'm with that shit.
Lida 'Stony' Newsom: Ya'll ni**as done lost ya'll mind. We might as well not even tak about this shit no more.
Francesca 'Frankie' Sutton: Well I'm talkin' 'bout it. And ain't nobody gon' stop me from talkin bout it.
Lida 'Stony' Newsom: Well talk is cheap... ni**a.
