Doc Holliday: What did you want?
Wyatt Earp: Just to live a normal life
Doc Holliday: There ain't no normal life Wyatt. There's just life.
Sherman McMasters: Where is he?
Doc Holliday: Down by the creek, walking on water.
Doc Holliday: It appears my hypocrisy knows no bounds.
Wyatt Earp: How are you?
Doc Holliday: I'm dying, how are you?
Doc Holliday: Why Kate, you're not wearing a bustle. How lewd.
Jack Johnson: Nobody move!
Doc Holliday: Nonsense. By all means, move.
Iceman: The plaque for the alternates is down in the ladies room.
Doctor Flamond: You see, a year ago, I was close to perfecting the first magnetic desalinization process so revolutionary, it was capable of removing the salt from over 500 million gallons of seawater a day. Do you realize what that could mean to the starving nations of the earth?
Nick Rivers: Wow. They'd have enough salt to last forever.
Nick Rivers: Hillary. That's an unusual name.
Hillary Flammond: It's a German name. It means 'she whose bosoms defy gravity'.
Nick Rivers: I'm pleased to meet you. My name's Nick.
Hillary Flammond: Nick? What does that mean?
Nick Rivers: Oh, nothing. My dad thought of it while he was shaving.
Hillary Flammond: My uncle was born in America.
Nick Rivers: Oh, really?
Hillary Flammond: But he was one of the lucky ones. He managed to escape in a balloon during the Jimmy Carter presidency.
Du Quois: Well, monsieur Rivers, it seems that you have become... how do you say, indispensable?
Nick Rivers: Indispensable.
Du Quois: That's what I thought.
Nick Rivers: Seems as long as I know my way around that prison, I'll never be lonely.
Mr. Nobody: It's ironic, isn't it? The Old Testament had a wrathful God, but people became uneasy with the concept, needed a best seller, so they came up with a New Testament. Suddenly God was loving and forgiving. I'm old-school, myself. I prefer the Old Testament. I mean you've got to love a God who's not afraid to mete out a little vengeance when the need arises.
Mentor: You think a cop gives a fuck about a pimp? Listen. Every pimp in the world gets shot. Two in the back of the fuckin' head. Cops'd throw a party, man.
Mentor: I like you, Clarence. Always have. Always will.
Mentor: I gotta hand it to you Clarence.
Clarence Worley: I was cool?
Mentor: Naw man you were cooler than cool.
Willow: What are you doing?
Madmartigan: I found some blackroot. She loves it.
Willow: Blackroot? I am the father of two children and you never, ever give a baby blackroot.
Madmartigan: Well my mother raised us on blackroot. It's good for you. Puts hair on your chest. Doesn't it, Sticks?
Willow: Her name is not Sticks. She's Elora Danan, the future empress of Tir Asleen and the last thing she's gonna want is a hairy chest.
Ron Launius: What the fuck am I going to do with a microwave?
John Holmes: You can heat food with it.
Ron Launius: The only thing I want to heat up right now is some dope.
