Voice: There's someone in here.
Christina: Sorry.
Voice: It might be a while.
Christina: How long?
Voice: Let me put it to you this way. I had Lamb Curry last night and I'm shitting out a Buick.
Courtney: Was it absolutely vital for her to tell us that?
The Caller: If you have to ask, you're not ready to know yet.
Fernand: You pleased me some of the time.
Mercedes: You never pleased me.
Betty: Go get some snacks. Perhaps a carbonated soda.
Ling: I hope they have Icees.
The Chosen One: I've chosen the large tub.
Wimp Lo: My nipples look like milk duds.
Master Tang: I've got some yellow liquid for your popcorn. And it's non-dairy.
Mr. Jones: I look better than you.
Uncle Elroy: You don't.
Mr. Jones: I cook better than you.
Uncle Elroy: You can't.
Mr. Jones: My dick is bigger than yours.
Uncle Elroy: It was cold that night.
Jimmy Smith Jr: You ever wondered at what point you gotta just say "f**k it, man." You ever wondered at what point you gotta stop livin' up here, and start livin' down here?
Sister Madeline: If we can create this life with what imagination, why not the next?
Gary Giggles: Remember, an agent is only as good as his gadgets.
Spirit: There was no end to the strange ways on the two-leggeds.
Johnny Doyle: How about I tell you where you got your shoes. If I win, you give me a job. If I lose you can have my ring.
Merv: Deal. But you're never going to get that job, Johnny, and here's why. I bought these shoes on a cruise in international waters, so no matter what you say, you're wrong.
Johnny Doyle: But Merv, I didn't say I would tell you where you'd bought 'em, I said I'd tell you where you got 'em, and right now you got 'em on your feet.
Jason Bourne: How could I forget about you? You're the only person I know.
Meg: Open the door so I can give her the shot.
Burnham: If we open the door you'll shoot us.
Meg: So give her the shot yourself.
James Bond: Vodka martini, plenty of ice... If you can spare it.
Larry Hertzel: All I was doing was welcoming somebody into the family.
Roberta Hertzel: Larry, we've been welcomed by you, thank you so much, now would you please just drink your fucking milk and shut the fuck up.
Feather Woman: Excuse me, have you seen my husband, Izaak Szerman? A tall, a tall handsome man, with a little grey beard. No? Oh, excuse me. Goodbye, sleep well. But if you see him, write to me, yes? Izaak Szerman.
Hannibal Lecter: So, you'll be wanting lots of these little chinwags, I take it.
Will Graham: I might not have time.
Hannibal Lecter: I do. I have oodles.
Junior: This cell phone's better than my pinkie finger any day.
Jamie: Are you trying to seduce me?
Landon: Why? Are you seducible?